It seems that we are always having to make goo-goo eyes at Mom these days to get Second Supper. Why doesn’t she just give it to us immediately without our having to line up and make all kinds of unearthly noises and faces? Charles is the worst. He sounds like an Ewok from that Star movie. Or some animal dying. Me, well, I just whine and whine and whine until she gives in. How can anyone resist my smile? – Sofie
What kind of mischief did you get into today?
Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo ❤