Some good news and some bad news. Bad news first. Daddy told us today that my cousin Gabe, a 12 or 13 year old Yellow Labrador, crossed the Bridge on Friday. By that point the paralysis had spread from his back legs to his front legs. The vet went to Gabe's house apparently and Gabe crossed soon after. I'll miss you Gabe. Run free.
In good news, I'm really proud of my Mom. Mommy said that a lady this morning went into the center where Mommy works and asked her to call the Humane Society. In the woman's hands was a probably less than day old little black puppy. Eyes still closed. Mommy called the Humane Society but they weren't open yet. It's not that far so the lady walked the puppy down the street and around two corners. Mommy gave her a towel to wrap it in though. Good luck to you little puppy!
In other good news, or, like my Daddy said, Blog-fodder, I got a package!
From Aunt Sharon and Uncle Marty! It's a stuffie! It says on it Squeek Less Drool More. Like I need incentive to drool. Pei laughter! I had to fight Mommy for it though look at that! It's like she wanted it for herself!
I finally got my teeth on it and the first thing I did was rip a hole in it to see what was inside. Stuffing. Nifty! Thank you Aunt Sharon and Uncle Marty! Specialty Nose Kisses for you!Now the whole reason behind the package! Aunt Sharon saw this store, Bark & Fitz , in the town where she works and thought of me! Now THAT'S LOVE. I'll have to encourage Mommy to take me there. They apparently have a bakery. I'll have to sniff that out.
That's my news. Sniff ya later gang.
Pei-Ess, I'm glad the last time I saw Gabe I made sure he knew I loved him.