I had company, they just got here and then they had to leave right away…one sleep and then they were off to the groomers. After the groomers we got to spend another sleep and most of a day together.
They like my groomer.
There was one very unsuccessful photo of us together.
Far Side says it was a hot mess….my harness is off kilter and Miney is running away from the camera.
We used to play ball…not so much anymore. Little Elvis chases squirrels. Miney and I just lay down and watch.
The harmonica was played…at least that was what they say…I didn’t hear it…Miney didn’t hear it. Little Elvis heard it…but he is not the most vocal singer. It isn’t a chorus anymore.
I am still eating, pooping and peeing (outside of course) and sleeping a lot. I go for at least two longer walks a day, if they get to be too long I go back home all by myself…Far Side says it is a good thing I still know where home is.