...and none were for us...well, the oatmeal is. Daddy brought home lots of boxes with him tonight. I thought that they were all for me...Greenies, new toys, treats. Oh well, a dog can dream, right? The boxes were mostly for Mommy. Things for our home. The oatmeal is mostly for me though. It's part of my delicious dinner.
I am a 6 year old American Eskimo. I live with my Mommy, Daddy, and sister, Sierra. I enjoy long walks, hikes, camping, and going to Lake Tahoe. I love to play. My Daddy is my favorite toy...I love to bite his hands. I love my parents very much and they love me.