We've been doing good this month. (Don't ask why that was underlined, I'm trying to figure it out myself.)The humans did a little raking as of late. We have a big yard (two acres).
I'm slowing down. I can't jump high anymore or as good as I used to.
You know I used to be able to jump a six foot fence without getting a running start?
Mistress had me down for this pic:
Mistress got us some late Christmas presents a few days ago:
New Tennis ball:
New stuffie:
New rope:
New squeakie:
I didn't like them, even to catch though. Mistress should have remembered that I don't like toys anymore. Let Treader keep them for his own.
1 comment:
We think you couldn't jump real high because of all those dog biscuts you ate. Yea, Dog Biscuts, that sounds good.
Essex & Deacon
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