Vegas sits by the coffee table for these treats and will just wait and wait and wait until we give him one. Then, he’ll wander back and sit here all over again.
He wouldn’t get out of the box.
Puppy days: His love for boxes started at an early age.
Sometimes when I catch Vegas doing odd/silly things, he just looks… so… guilty.
Io’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. On Friday, Io was stung by a bee while he was playing fetch. Now he’s afraid to fetch his ball. Next, he started chewing on his paws, so I had to put a soft cone on him. Poor little Io. Please send him some good thoughts.
Feel better soon, buddy :(
There is a call bell by the door that he rings when he needs to go out! But usually, there are specific times that we take him out.
Rule #231 of being a furparent: You cannot, CANNOT move if a furbaby is on you. You must wait until they move off on their own. It’s the rule. Hungry? No. Gotta pee? No. No moving until they move.