We participate in this, often on Sundays when it's warm. I had some more classic begging poses snapped earlier, but this stood out as a favorite. Oates is always wild-eyed and open-mouthed during his begging, like someone insanely happy or at least insane. Instead, here he is trying a sad and serious look.
Willie, of course, isn't begging at all, for a moment, but soulfully looking at his brother. Or maybe just sniffing his ear, that is the one most infected now, and for the next 14 days I will twice daily put drops in them and rub the velvet flaps while he tries to escape me.
There is a plastic bowl of water they both drank from on this hot and humid day. The waitress volunteered to bring one without being asked, which was very thoughtful.
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