I thought this picture was pretty:
And this was funny, but naughty. He stood ground-tied like a champ but he was eating his lead rope. I let him get away with it for a minute so I could take his picture.
He almost demanded this picture, shoving his eye in my camera. Or maybe he was just looking at it, I don't know.
Huckleberry thought he might want to play. But Tonka would really like to bite him. Or maybe stomp him. Luckily he won't do it, at least not while I'm right there. And in reality Huck does know not to push it. He was just feeling frisky.
I think this last picture catches Tonka's essence pretty well. He has an intense interest in life. He's always looking at something or thinking about something, which can make our work together challenging when I'm not being interesting enough. But he also sometimes leads me to see things I wouldn't have if he hadn't pointed them out. He's a pretty cool guy, my Tonka.