Thanksgiving

No Internet for days. But lots of food. Falling on the floor while they are cooking. Leftover turkey now. I think they are getting sick of it. Every day there is more turkey mixed in my kibble.


I like to climb up for smooches so I can get a better view of the table.


Arrow was here in the mountains for 2 nights! No messing. No chewing. Occasionally he’d walk by with a sock in his mouth just for attention. He likes it there. Wild smells. Wild sounds. Things to bark about in the night. Our neighbor said he didn't hear him. But my owner mom did-- so she took him to Cody’s.


Without him I lay around. Sleep. Get petted and spoiled without the equality factor. With him I run around. We have a race track. Around the chair in the living room. Down the hall. In and out of the closet doors.

We play the chew game. I take his chew and smile at him. He barks at me. To shut him up, a human takes the chew and gives it to him. He sits on the couch with it. After a few minutes, he casually lets it fall on my head. And then the game begins again.

Rules of the game:
1. No matter how many bones or chews are in the house, we have to have the same one.
2. Whoever has the bone, has to tease the other one.

That means no taking the bone into another room and peacefully enjoying it.

Without Arrow, I slept a lot. So did everyone else.