And thus did King Arthur and his knights emerge from the Forest of Extreme Peril into a clearing, and there they came upon Dog. And Arthur spake unto Dog, saying “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy? Is it you? Is it you?” And Dog answered them not, except to say “Woof.” And verily did they know; He was not merely a good boy, he was The Bestest Boy in the Whole Wide World. It was him. It was him.
Via Imgur.
LOVE!!
And then brave Sir Robin bravely turned his tail and fled.
I DIDN’T! NO, NEVER! I NEVER DID! OOH, LIAR!
Amazing how animals always find the best lighting/setting.
I think you’ve topped yourself with this one, Mike! Best scroll-down ever!
I have such big, huge love for every aspect of this post.
Did we forget to turn off the Grail-shaped light on the castle?
Before I read the hover test I was about to say “I could hear the ethereal music playing…” and, lo, it came to pass as foretold – or forethought – whatever.
Are you sure he’s not being abducted by aliens? Waiting for him to start rising upwards toward the light…
They can’t resist him, he is so-o-o-o heavenly.
He’s looking toward us in the photo, so I think it’s not likely he’s being abducted. I feel better now.
OMG that was a LOL at work
In addition to all else there is to praise about this post, that is a truly beautiful picture on its merits as photography.
Yes, great photography! As a child, whenever I saw sun stream through the clouds like that I thought heaven was opening up!⛅️
When I was a child, I thought it was the people who had recently died going up to be in heaven.
Doggis deity domesticus. I happily pledge my self to thee. I will always scratch the magic leg shake spot. Can I have kissies now?
When I first saw the title, I thought it was going to be the story of Faye getting to pet a bunny. While I suffered a tiny tiny moment of disappointment, NTMTOM’s story and appropriate lighting for any pup, but glorious for this one made everything better. 🙂
Awww. Nope no bunny contact. I have given my quest up to the vicissitudes of fate. If ever there is a bunny I will certainly update.
No! Mike, you must get an address for Faye. We will all gather bunny fur and send it to you, and you can send it to Faye. She cannot go through life without experiencing the softness of bunny fur.
My foster rabbit just had her first massive molt–a guart-baggie full just dropped off her all at once! She’s 4 yo. and that’s never happened before. Would you like a bag of bunny fur?? But really you need to snuggle an actual bun.? *sigh*
Ok, Mike, you SO nailed that intro that it bumped me to finally send you a tip.. enjoy and thanks for them all!!!
Wow, thank you! And welcome to the site, I’m glad you joined us here in the comments.
Why couldn’t King Arthur be asking
“Who’s that little girly girl? Is she the bestest little girl in the world? She’s so babelicious. Who’s my favorite little girly girl? etc. etc. etc”
I totally want my phone to talk to me in James Earl Jones’ voice with things like Ms. Can Opener suggested. “You sweet thing, turn left up here at this street. You’re the best, turn right at this next light. What can I do for you, you gorgeous animal?”