I showed Jon the photo I took of him kissing Fanny on the nose this morning.
“It’s mine,” I said, “you can’t have this one.” Then Jon showed me the photo he took of Zinnia and Fate drinking from the birdbath. “I’ll trade you,” he said.
How could I resist? I just wrote about all the animals who drink from the birdbath a couple of days ago.
Also, it’s not often I get to see Fate and Zinnia getting along so well. Aside from when we go for walks in the woods Fate isn’t very tolerant of Zinnia. To see them side by side sharing a drink is unusual.