A Rose

...by any other name would TASTE as sweet.
There is a rose bush at the corner of our house that was there when we moved in and Momma and Daddy have done nothing other than leave it alone for fear of killing the thing. However, the bush still gave us three big beautiful roses. They were already red so no head chopping or painting was involved, but I went ahead and tasted all the flowers to make sure they weren't poisoned.

Tomasina showed up early and got the smiles started.


I managed to grab a hold of her fur. Possibly the biggest (dorkiest?) smile I've made.


Momma removed my spots in this one.