We're here, and alive. Sorry for lack of posts, but we have good
1. It's too dang hot to do anything
2. Mom still has no camera...boo mom
But there has been an interesting development. Duncan has moved on from Old Fart and has almost reached Diva Status.
During the last month, he has become very...umm..pushy when it comes to evening Nom-Time. Big boy has always loved nom-times, but he's reached new levels of demanding.
It is now evening nom-time at EXACTLY 7 p.m. No room for error...SEVEN PEE-EM!
He will actually awaken himself from his Old-Fart coma, walk over to mom and dad on the couch and huff, bark, whine and yes, even paw at them until they get up to feed his highness!!!
I am in awe of this brazen behavior. Even the kitties are in shock. The other night, dad was in the kitchen getting him and mom's noms ready and Duncan walked his fuzzy butt right in there, stood next to dad and gave him the nom-stare-of death. Dad told him to "get out" of the kitchen, and Duncan did, but then turned around and proceeded to bark at dad! Then huff, then give stink eye.
Mom laughed and said "Someone needs a Snickers!!!"