Mojo watches me EVERY second!  Of course, I have to check out his bowl

after he’s finished eating as well – just in case he left a morsel.

“Her expression is so open, so unguarded that it reminds me of a begging dog that fully expects to get booted but can’t help licking you anyway.”

Straight Man by Richard Russo

While others of Us wiggle about and disturb some of Us

I got found through a combination of Craigslist and about a million lost signs Grant put up.  Everyone was looking for me, even me.  I was gone for five days!  I finally just picked a nice looking back porch of a house of a man who I thought would be computer literate and put me on that internet thing so Grant and Keri could find me.  I still had my collar on, but my phone tag had come off.  A mean dognapper, who planned to sell me into dog slavery, had grabbed me and thrown it off and had me by the collar, but just as he was about to throw me into the back of his van, I ran away, faster than you can say Jack Rabbit.  And that’s the truth, I swear.

This is hilarious

Properly trained, a man can be a dog’s best friend  . . . Corey Ford (whoever that is!)

But I still had a good time watching people being very busy with stuff while I still managed to get them to play ball with me and fight and win and manage to keep it away with Mojo (who is getting to be pesky).  Hmmm.   But I can still settle his whiskers.  We got weighed and I still have him by 6 pounds.  He’s about the same size but skinnier than I am.  Here is a cute cute picture of me and my guy. 

Happy Christmas.

Look how big Mojo is getting.  He’s on the left and I’m on the right.  He has a new Univ. of Va. collar. 

 I am VERY happy to see Grant.

But, we like to sleep in everyone’s way so that we can keep an eye on them in case they are going to do something that we need to take charge of for them.