Not Invited

Rusty has gotten used to riding in the car with us--to the park, the post office,  etc. So he really had his feelings hurt just now when the guys left to go play pool at the Hotdog Palace without him. Don't they know he loves wieners?  Yesterday we took him with us to pick up his boy at the animal shelter.  Unfortunately, W was walking one of the dogs down the road as we drove by, and Rusty saw them. When W got in the car later, Rusty initially ignored him, even to the point of turning his back to him.

Water always tastes better when it's on the deck, in a mud puddle, or from a ditch.

I know how to cheer him up-- maybe a couple of "bacon" snacks and a trip outside to lick the rainwater off the deck, like this.