Well here's Anthro Tala again ^^

The title came about because I was listening to Honky Tonk Badonkadonk by Trace Adkins and the idea for this pic just popped into my head, had to draw it

Just Tala having some fun, being her silly self, she's got her green jacket on, and you can debate over if she's in her underwear (black panties and bra) or if she's got on a sexy black swim suit, since it's summer and all

She's wearing a cowboy hat because the song is Country and I thought it'd work to better tie the drawing in with the title, and the Texas flag because 1) that's my home state ^^ and 2) because I think a lot of people associate Country Music with Texas (could be wrong on that one, but anyway)

Hope ya like her, the hat won't be final, it's just for the pic, but she is a country girl so who knows, you might see it again, along with several other accesories

OH and I also tried to work on showing more "fur" texture some advice given to me by *DimensionWolf hope this was a sucsessful experiment, I think I like the way it came out, gotta practice it some more

I worked on her fur texture as well as I finally figured out how to work with the exposure on my scanner, makes my drawings look sharper and not so faded, hope that worked out well too

P.S. - She's also got a new mate, you'll be seeing him soon so keep an eye out

Tala (C) StangWolf
so please do not steal her, she's mah girl

Honky Tonk Badonkadonk
By: Trace Adkins

Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)