My boy Bamboo has long been the face of the Critter Chronicler but has remained a mystery so far. No longer!
He’ll answer to Bam or Boo, Bamboo if he’s being naughty, Booby for silly times, Whoa Black Betty Bamba Lamb if the music strikes him, but never Bambi – that gets the fangs bared (and Bimbo gets your bones buried in the backyard).
His smile was shining like the sunrise this morning, ready to get out and bathe the plants in golden pee and send the neighbors’ landscaping high into the air with back kicks!
There’s nothing better than a morning stroll with this dude!
(photo by Sam)