My dad person decided that he would like to have an old fashioned clothes line in the back yard. This required hole digging, so you know who needed to supervise, Oskar to the rescue!
First he went to the shed to get out a shovel. Are you kidding me, why would someone use a shovel to dig a hole, when you have me? Hmph.
The first part of the post is in, but I really think it should be a little more to the left.
Obviously my full attention is required here…hey, is that my tennis ball?
You’re on your own dude!
From where I’m standing, it looks like I did an excellent job!
And what were the cats doing, while I supervised this challenging project?