A little intermission so we can bring you some more Angus pictures. 'Cause nothing drives hits like pics of a cute dog. None of that here so you'll have to settle for Angus. Kidding. I keed.
He's doing very well. He had an abscess on his surgery scar that was giving him trouble but the Vet put him on antibiotics and it finally burst. We treated it and it seems to have stopped hurting.
"Grab the rope. Grab the rope. Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease!"
One of my favorite breakfasts, Lu's pancakes and eggs.
Apparently Angus agrees. "Man that looks good!"
"Look how cute I am. Can I have a bite?"
"No? Awww shucks."
His favorite place in all the world, curled up next to Mama in her chair.
He's become such a Mama's Boy. When she leaves him home he sits by the front door, staring at it and whining softly. In the evening he snivels at her until she sits in her chair so he can cuddle up and sleep. I don't know what I'm going to do when Lu goes out to Florida to pick up the kids in a few months. Probably hire a hooker. Wait, did I say that out loud? I meant I'll comfort him in some other way. By myself. No hookers at all. I swear.