Mommy and Daddy went to a nice dinner on Saturday, but I couldn't go because my "seeing eye dog in training" vest has not come yet. Luckily, Daddy brought me home the remains of his 24 oz. Porterhouse!
This is me salivating at the very thought of that wonderful dead animal upon my lips!
I have to inspect it to makes sure that it does not still pose some risk to me.
Here, I cautiously begin to marinate it.
This is me helping Daddy with his homework by bringing him cases. That's the remains of the bone, right on my snugglenest where I left it.
This is me and my brother Buster at our playdate. This picture is just a teaser (that's me on the right being held back by Mommy).
This is Buster. He's still a little guy compared to me but he has a lot of energy. I'll post our playdate next time.
Snarf everyone later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth