Pink Floyd's Paperboy
Pink Floyd's Paperboy
@markgallagher.bsky.social
Husband, dad, grandpa. Animal lover. Movie buff. Music fanatic. Book lover. Vegetarian. No hate, no drama.
Samson on the floor. He's exhausted from eating his breakfast.
June 3, 2025 at 2:13 PM
Couple of cuties saying hi outside my living window. I love to watch the birds.
May 14, 2025 at 7:51 PM
So, yesterday I found these 2 donkeys wandering in my backyard. I've had deer, rabbits, foxes, cats, dogs, and black bears to name a few. But this was 1 hellava surprise. Found out they are reached from a neighbor across the road. Returned safe and sound.
May 14, 2025 at 5:16 PM
May 12, 2025 at 7:46 PM
April 7, 2025 at 4:50 PM
I can not adult today.
April 5, 2025 at 8:35 PM
Samson thinks he is invisible when he hides his face in the curtain.
March 23, 2025 at 8:28 PM
Stormy is mean mugging me because I dared speak her name. I believe she will subsume my soul if I am not vigilant. A 6 pound demon in a fur coat
March 23, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Brutus St Bernard. Head the size of a city block. 200 pounds, gentle as a lamb. He was afraid of his own offspring when they were born. Took him 3 weeks to let them lay next to him. He never complained even though his hips were bad the last several years of his life. I miss him every day. Good Boy
March 16, 2025 at 6:38 PM
This is CleoCatra,age 9 on the left and Stormy on the right, age 3 months.
March 16, 2025 at 6:30 PM
I've had many. But he is, by far, the biggest goofball. Also, he would eat his own weight in kibble and table straps daily if allowed. This is the water bowl he shares with his mama. It's filled several times a day.
March 16, 2025 at 6:23 PM
March 16, 2025 at 6:04 PM
This is Samson. My 215-pound, 7 year old goofball of a Saint Bernard.
March 16, 2025 at 5:53 PM
The fort at Old San Juan, Puerto Rico.
March 16, 2025 at 5:42 PM
I always feel like
Somebody's watch me
And I have no privacy
March 16, 2025 at 5:39 PM
March 16, 2025 at 4:48 PM
I know that look well.
March 12, 2025 at 1:21 PM
Trump take all egg
February 19, 2025 at 7:34 PM
February 12, 2025 at 3:24 PM
All dressed up and no place to go
February 10, 2025 at 9:24 PM
January 23, 2025 at 8:02 PM
January 23, 2025 at 8:00 PM
January 23, 2025 at 7:59 PM
CleoCatra, the day we brought her home, and 10 years later. She adores me, and I must admit the feeling is mutual.
December 9, 2024 at 3:38 PM
Samson St. Bernard sleeps like he just came off a 3-day drunken bar crawl.
November 30, 2024 at 11:58 PM