A little earlier than yesterday. Don’t know much new. I had to catch Spunky again yesterday. Head on the pillow he walks up to get to his “bed”, “my couch”. As he sleeps he sometimes dreams, or stretches and all the moves he makes makes his body creep down on the pillow. I noticed the distance between his head and the end of the pillow had gotten smaller so I kept an eye on him. I heard a little ruckus and he was trying to save himself. instead of coming on down he tries to go back to bed. I got him on the front of his chest since Joe had taken his collar off. He decided to come on down. It is so funny because he glares at me like I did it. I think he is to embarrassed to even hint he screwed up. He goes right back up there as much as to say, “I meant to do that”. Her is one funny dog. I FORGOT I WAS GOING TO MAKE A CASSEROLE BUT I NEED TO BOIL A COUPLE PIECES OF CHICKEN. Better get in there and do that. I did not mean to use caps but caps will stay.
- Lincoln, Ne., United States
- I am married, had 5 children. 4 boys and 1 girl. Oldest is deceased. 9 grand kids, 10 great grand child and 2 more on the way. .I love hearing from people, and have made some true friends on the blog, (I think) I hope. We have a fat beagle named Spunky 5 years old and spoiled rotten, but we are huge dog lovers. Married 44 years.