Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

I’ve been bonding well with my dog lately. Even though he’s eaten 3 loaves of my bread (he seems to prefer wheat as opposed to hub’s white bread), a package of graham crackers, and a Hershey bar, all in the past month. I miss him when he’s outside. He comes and lies under my chair when I’m in the office – no small feat, considering he’s an 80 pound Lab. I used to dislike dogs, but my aunt’s yellow Lab taught me to like them. When we first got Cuervo, he was so hyper and clumsy and generally un-catlike that I thought that he’d just be a good companion for hub and kids and that I’d just tolerate him. Now I think I get along better with him than anyone else in the house. And he’s fantastic with the kids. They crawl all over him, use him as furniture, yank on his ears, and the baby even occasionally steps on his dingding, but he’s never snapped or growled at them. The most he’s done (during the dingding incident) was moan.

Here he is with my older daughter a couple of years ago.

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