Well, it's Froot Bat Friday again. Mom giggled when she saw this because it looks like my froot bats won't even fit in the frame. Whatevs. I am not snoozing or anything in this picture. I am trying to keep an eye on Hurl Grey, who is parading around right under my nose. And who is threatening to chomp on my delicious pink ears.
Both froot bats are in the frame in this picture. However, I am still in fear for their safety. I think it's going to be a long day.
Happy Weekend, everybuddy!
Titus, you sure are a handsome devil! I hope your delicious pink ears stay safe from HG!ReplyDelete
khome on pal!ReplyDelete
Woo don't HAVE to take that!
We khould SOOOOO let 'em have it!
Maybe your Mom can get you those special ear covers they use on some racehorses, or even get a special pair made, with SPIKRE!!! That'd teach Hurl!ReplyDelete
That Hurl Grey sure is a menace!!!ReplyDelete
Titus, I hope you do not get any chomps today!ReplyDelete
purrrs to you and your fam for a happy week-end
Your froot bats are very cute. Mom thinks she needs to have Dakota post her froot bats one of these days too.ReplyDelete
Tail wags, the OP Pack
Hope those FBs are safe, Titus!ReplyDelete
hello titus its dennis the vizsla dog hay yoo need sum sort of fbds thats froot bat defense sistem hav yoo considerd yoozing sum pig powders for this purpuss??? ok byeReplyDelete
You have such great looking froot bats! I hope the Hurl Grey doesn't chomp on you!ReplyDelete
Titus, we are here again on a frootbat post! Guess what? We did a first installment of a frootbat on Friday too!ReplyDelete
Hope you guys are doing well!
Happy weekend, Titus! U still look good in this angle *wink*ReplyDelete
Poor Titus. I think you are far too NICE to Hurl Grey. I think you should give him the pretend chomp and then tell him if he does it again it won't be pretend.ReplyDelete
Your Froot Bat ears are in great form, Titus!ReplyDelete
You probably fooling Hurl Grey, he don't have a clue you are looking at him, because you look like you are going to sleep, love your ears.ReplyDelete