glare
Originally uploaded by DJHuber
Whenever we go for an evening walk, Sequoia tries to tag along. For her, tagging along means skulking through the bushes and generally being an oddball. Since that gets to be a bit annoying in terms of actually making any progress on the walk, we always have to catch her in the yard and cart her to the house before we leave. She is never too impressed with that procedure. This is the ears-back glare of indignation that I got from her last evening as I carried her to deposit her into our back door.
