When the husband is away…he and I will play…
Poor squirrely…he didn’t stand a chance. Currently he’s missing an ear, has a hole in his bum and his squeaker has moved from his stomach up into his throat…not to mention his ‘do is in serious need of some de-frizz cream. Apparently saliva doesn’t boast well as a hairgel on toy varments.
As for Fritz – he’s made himself known to the community very well. I was going to provide each of my neighbors a note that went something like this: “Dear Neighbors, you’ll notice that my dog has kindly watered the bushes and plants in front of your porch. Every one of them. You’re welcome.”
He’s so generous.
love (my furry companion),