Kissing Wars

I've always been the Kisser-in-Chief at my house. My bearded owner says, “Gimme kisses,” and I’m right there. He tastes pretty good. And he lets me bite his nose. Gently.

Arrow likes to lick the bearded one’s pillow. Now Arrow started licking his hair. He says, the hair tastes even better than the pillow. (He puts smelly stuff on his hair.)

I don’t like it. One bit. Licking is my job. Bad enough fighting over bones. Sharing my bed and my stuff.

Here’s a picture of Arrow after a walk in the rain. He’s drying his giant ears and head on the couch.

P.S. I liked reading all the comments about names on my last post. I was surprised how many of my doggie friends had different names before. Guess we’re all lucky that we found our forever homes. And forever names.