Faithful readers may remember that I am bonkers over prairie dogs. These cuties were residents of the Arizona Sonora Desert Museum.
Stretched out, watching something - -
Stand off at the OK Corral, errr, the prairie dog burrow. You can almost hear them, mine, no mine, no - -
This fellow (gal) came right up to the wall and almost looked as if he were chatting and begging from the little boy nearby.
Lunch time - -
*Now before ya all start lecturing me, I am well aware that these "rodents" are not considered man's best friends out here in the west. I get it.