Home again, home again, jiggety jog. Arnie and I are back in OK (on the way home we learned how The Evidence(TM) supports Creation!).
Unfortunately, teh puppahs arent as happy as I am. Arnie spent the entire week playing with my parents ~1 year old black lab, Daisy. From the second we arrived to the second I drug him out of the backyard, these two wrestled/chased/tug-of-wared. I actually didnt get much sleep on my ‘vacation’ because Arnie was up at 5 am every morning, wanting to play. His front paws are red and swollen from playing so much. He has rug burn on his tummy from wrestling on the carpet… I went to a wedding Saturday/Sunday, and normally Arnie has really bad separation anxiety, but he didnt give a crap this time. He had a new best buddy. He and Daisy were inseparable this past week.
Poor puppahs ?