Once again it was a cloudy day and being a dog without the human dramas Mom has, I got to spend my hours in dreamland again. For some reason I began thinking about some of the dogs I grew up with. I was born in Mom's boarding kennel along with lots of cousins and my sister. She also adopted lots of other playmates. I remember Rusty (see the photo). He could almost keep up with me >ha<>
Still a little restless during dinner and before bedtime, but completely worn out from such a day, so it was another good night.