As I checked my schedule this morning, I laughed out loud when I read my two walks labeled "Frances and the Beagles." Doesn't that sound like some type of hipster band name?! Move over Shovels & Rope, there's a new act in town...
Really though, Frances, aka Pickle, packed her bags and headed across town to stay with her two cousins, Buster and Roscoe for a few days. When I arrived for their first visit, all 3 were hanging out (taking five from band practice I'm sure) and thrilled for some playtime, despite the rainy day...
Frances & Roscoe checking out the yard scene
Distinguished Buster overseeing the two younger, more impressionable band members/trying to decide how to tinkle without getting his paws wet.
Frances practicing her "I look this regal without even trying" look...
