|Or in this case, cream.|
Down to the grass:
"No cream container for me?"
He'll have a chew on it after Buddy. That's how they do.
Chew-chew-chew like the old moo cow:
Here's Buddy on the meditation chair:
In the living room before clean up:
See how he's sitting?
|Like a cat.|
|He brings all his "toys" onto the dog bed; thus claiming both bed AND toys!|
I walk into the bedroom and here's Buddy with a new place to sleep!
|On the T.U. rug half-way under the bed. Later he crawled all the way under--no photo of that, tho.|
Where's Bingo on this fine Doggie Monday, you may be wondering. Here:
I had moved her boudoir bed out of the bedroom and into the hallway so I could do a proper clean.
Mum and I made a trek to Pioneer Sister's on Saturday; 6 hours in the car round-trip. Anyway, as we were driving down 522, we passed a car that had a Golden Retriever with his head out the window; eye's closed, face in the breeze. Awww. I started to tell Mum and she said, "You just saw a dog."
Me: How did you know?
Mum: You just made your dog sound.
Me: Dog sound?
Mum: That sound you make when you see a dog.
Hahahaha Yup. HAPPY Monday! :-)