Yeah. My nephew was putting a tube in a rear tire for him and noticed that. He's smarter than everyone so the nephew didn't say a word.
Little Ethel was an assassin, she was a little over a year old when some a-hole stole her. She was playing with her litter mate brother in that photo & in this one. I ended up with her brother King after she was stolen the about a year later some jackazz swiped him. He was a cuddler.
Beautiful iridescent hues on a male Bluegill in full spawning colors from this morning. Pre-sunrise this morning on the lake Hail from last Monday. It was big enough to damage rhubarb leaves and tender green onions. Everything has since recovered.