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Follow the leader straight into the kitchen. |
"Ooooh. Puppy breath," Donald discovers. |
"How come you don't fight back like the rest of the huskies?" Lukas wants to know. |
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Lukas says, "You think I'm kissing you, but what I really am doing is priming you for the big kill. If your nose suddenly vanishes, I know nothing about it." |
An L. B. & Lukas standoff over a toy. |
"I beat the stuffed husky," Lukas proclaims about a victory not earned. |
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L. B. looks for trouble. |
Nose to tail, who is longer: the real or the stuffed dog? |
LBK (L. B. Kisses), not to be confused with kisses from our 36th president |
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"If I stand on the toy, it won't escape," L. B. contends. |
"Toys, toys, and more toys, manna from heaven," says the delighted Luis. |
Luis |
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Luis looking over his shoulder
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