u/Weez-za-best

Some doggo’s watching me! This is his subtle way of telling me to come inside because I’m more than 6” away, he doesn’t like it, but also, he doesn’t want to come outside.

Gib me the greenie. His grandmother is the introducer of the greenie, so this is all her fault.

Part one: Will the spare human allow me in the recliner? Will there be complaints about being a better door than window?

Part two: This is not worth it unless mama acknowledges this betrayal <queue epic side eye>

Part three: Winning! She sees me! She knows I'm exploring whether I love him better, before he was just my greenie dealer!

Part four: yAaSsSSS it’s working! And I will ignore her, at least til I hear the treat bag rattle or she gets out of my spot on the sofa.

This boy was up in his feelings about greenie time last night. Oh Bubs…

We’re doing swimming lessons and spent time learning how to on and off board his floatie.

After a light peanut butter snackie, he retreated to our sofa corner to recoup.

The thunderboomers are doing their thing, and he does not approve.

Please enjoy his progressive comfort process.

Yes, he has a thunder shirt, and we have drugs, but he wasn’t having either tonight. The storms won’t last long enough to bother with drugs anyway.

Some coonie’s watching me… 🎶

It’s been raining on and off all day, and lord knows Sir Princess isn’t going to get his dainty paws damp unless absolutely necessary.