It’s that time of year again when the sun makes it look warm
and bright, but it goes to bed early and then it can get cold. The kid is still too young to understand and
all he does is complain. When we went for
our weekly adventure on Friday to our humans’ favorite falling over juice
kennel, Testarossa, they tried everything to make him happy … comfy seats in
front of the table with fire while wrapped in a blanket to share bodily warmth and
treated us to human kibble and hard cow juice.
I personally was having a great time.
Who doesn’t enjoy eating hard cow juice while wrapped in a blanket in
front of a table with fire? Apparently
not Arran. All he did was whine at Daddy
to take us back to our kennel when I know that all he really wanted was to interrupt
my relaxation so he could go for another sniff around town.
Tobermory
