Kirkepiscatoid

I went to the birthday party of my cousin's youngest, who just turned two. The highlight of the party was "Earl, the Bubble-Attacking Bull Terrier Mix." Now, Earl is a "cattle dog" by trade. Normally, he is the dog his owners use to help get their big Angus bull from one place to another. But we had a "soap bubble making machine" going to make a party atmosphere. Earl found the bubbles, well...quite attractive as "prey." He spent a good thirty minutes chasing the bubbles (you can barely see one above his nose) while his friend Madeline the Setter looked on. She thought it looked like fun, but didn't chase the bubbles herself. Instead, she barked her encouragement to Earl while he jumped and ran and attacked the bubbles! It was quite a show!