I can't help but feel partly responsible

So, Saturday the Watercolor Art Society of Houston (WASH) held a "paint out" at our farm. I think we had about 15 people here painting. Because Naomi was having those weird-looking babies and I had cajeta boiling I didn't get to count very accurately, let alone see a lot of the work in progress - but the paintings I did see were really, really nice. Lots of talent in that group.

Anyway, Dory was in rare form. Normally when visitors come, he spends the entire time all "turkeyed out": Puffed up, showing off. This time things got a little weird.

He developed a very focused fondness for one of the painters and in a move no doubt inspired by his confused sexuality (for which I feel at least partly responsible) he shagged the man's boots. Several times. Like, enough times for me to stop laughing, go back to the house and get the camera, and document it.

It is with some shame that I present Dory + Dude's Boots: A love story.