Thursday, March 5, 2015
My good husband, hunter and gather that he is, hunted down fuel for the generator this morning.
Then he took Cole for a constitutional so he could do some business. The snow was covering a layer of sleet and ice, and I'm not so good on slippery stuff so I watched.
Since no one has offered him a cherry flavored one, he settles for chipmunk flavor and bark-uums up several mouthfuls on a walk.
Reminds me of the first time he saw a beach. He got all excited and ran out into the sand and grabbed a big mouthful of it! He looked at me with disgust as he tried in vain to spit out the sand, as if to say, what the bark?! Why'd you trick me?
Cole has an extra thick layer of long poodle insulation since we have missed grooming lately. With his wizard coat he seems comfortable.
LeeAnna and Cole