BAGEL, the bread, not beagle, sorry. Mom and Dad went on a bagel run this morning and I was invited! As it should be. This is me showing my excitement. If Mom had a video camera you'd see my tail is wagging and I'm tap dancing my nails across the floor. Pei laughter. Oh, just as a wohoo to Dad, see how long his belt is? That's how much weight he's dropped. Go Dad!
We have snow so Mom's camera didn't come on the bagel run with us, not that you would have seen much, but I look great in the snow. Maybe I can convince her to take some snow pictures for tomorrow.
After I snoopervised the bagel run, and the eating of the bagel - no, I didn't get any. S'ok, I'm not big on bagels anyway. That sausage they got with it though......hmmmmm. My nose says there is some left. Maybe after my nap I'll nip downstairs and try my paws at counter surfing.
In the meantime, I'm conserving energy. Mom mentioned something about a nap. I'm ready for her! Bring it on!
Oh, Mom calls this my adoring look because I was looking up at Dad.
Sniff ya later!