Last Summer Baxter gained a bit of weight...of course it was all my fault...I am the Treat Lady. ( No one else could possibly give him any treats) Baxter loves stopping at our house for a treat. He hated it when we were gone last Winter. No treats and a strict diet. What to do...what to do. Sadie will do anything for a Cheerio...well turns out Baxter likes them too...dispensed one at a time. I put some on the upstairs steps.
Guess who? I picked him up for a bit yesterday...he has a bit of separation anxiety. I folded some laundry at home while he waited. Then we sat outside for a bit learning a new trick...circle.
Then his eyes got sadder and sadder...it was time to return him to his home....before he decides to go home all by himself...he knows the way.
He makes a fine co pilot and even better if he can stick his head out the window. "Get a move on Treat Lady"
I took a few photos outside and followed Mr Wiggle Butt! That would have been a good name for him.
"Whatcha waitin for? Slow poke Treat Lady!"
We had a fine time together.
