I think I’ve mastered it.
Just a little time outside to explore, but believe me, I prefer the comforts of my doghouse. It’s heated, has comfy big chairs, cable, a gigantic bed, and it is big enough for humans too.
Just so my Pirate fans won’t think I have any particular grudge against G-Vegas, I thought I’d let you guys know I don’t get out of the car so easily in the capital city either (e.g., at home, in garage, in car).
When Dutchess has to work and we are far from home, I just can’t help it–my fangs come out!
Yep. I probably could live in this little car. Car is one of my favorite places to be. I love car. Go, car, go!
Today we’ve been busy, and we are simply too tired to blog.