Drat! Mom was in a hurry last night but she had "leftovers." Usually when she's in a hurry, she fixes a sandwich which means I get the bread crusts.
Oh well, she won't tell me that I'm getting fat.
Wally, That Dog
, is still here. His mom didn't take him home with her but brought his meds, (yuck!). I guess he's not so bad after all. We run and play a lot together. The best part
is when we take a walk with Mom and we go in two different directions, leaving Mom being pulled and pulled and pulled.