re: #138 Decatur Deb

Dog doesn’t understand “day of rest’. BBL

Yesterday after we got home from the club and a Costco run, I said I thought I deserved a good nap (I’d just swum my first mile). As soon as I said that, Banjo hopped up on the bed, paw-stomped his way up my body, and shoved the bone he was chewing into my ear (apparently thinking that was a good place to leave it).

In a related story, he’s taken to putting his bone next to the booze in the liquor cabinet. I moved it from there two days ago, and last night he sticks his head in the liquor cabinet, turns around, and barks at me as if to say, “Who’s the asshole who finished the bone?” I guess he sees that as a treat cabinet…and it is.