22 June 2009

Going to the Dogs

Aunt Lynda & Uncle G's dog, Mick lives a pretty good life. In fact, he gets to eat bacon. Real bacon. Not bad, right? He's also been known to put away to put away some chicken from the Number 1 Chinese Kitchen and hamburgers from Wendy's. Anyway, I really like giving him his treats. Just as Aunt Lynda instructs, I give him a little piece and tell him to "take it nice." He always cooperates and is happy to receive it, even when I just drop it in his general direction. You have to understand, people, that this is very serious progress. For the first two years of my life, or thereabouts, he would run in the other direction and hide as soon as I showed my face. And he wouldn't come out until I was gone. But we're cool now.

He even lets me sit in his bed.

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You don't know how happy I am that you and Mick are such good friends!! He sure does love you JuJu!!!!!! The best part is now when you come over he runs up to you tail a waggin' YEA!!!!!!!!!!!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
 
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