Silly Dog

This afternoon, Casey & I walked to the bank. Tellers are usually a bit suprised to see me walk in with my dog although most at this branch have become accustomed to it by now. I will not leave him tied up outside. I am afraid he might get loose or someone might take him. That would break my heart.

Anyway, today the teller was new and after she smiled she asked if he would like a dog treat. I said sure. I gave the bone to Casey and stopped for a minute outside the bank so he could take some time to eat it. He just looked at me like, "What are we stopping for, Mom? Let's get moving!" So, we did. He started with a new lilt in his step and carried that bone the 2 miles back home. He slobbered all over the place, but he would not set it down or eat it. Of course, after we were in the house, he went straight to the back door to get to the yard so he could eat it.

To let you know how cold it is here today. When we got home, I wiped his chin to get a picture of him with it and some of the slobber had frozen on his fur. It is in the low 30s today, but the wind is coming in from the northeast and bringing a cold snap. Brrr!