Scene: This cold, winter evening.
Me: Kai! Let's go for a walk!
(No dog.)
Me: Kai?
Trotting in with large, dirty disgusting rawhide in mouth, Kai: Oh man, I just dug this up and was going to eat it. Can I take it with me? What am I gonna do? Should it go with my toys?
(insert several minutes of dog checking out his toy pile, his rug, the spot he lies by
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