Went for a hike this morning. Here I am off the trail, taking a stick-chewing break.
I really love sticks...
I am learning to be "polite". I wait patiently in the living room (well almost in the living room) while daddies eat dinner. I already finished mines. I don't beg and I don't put my nose on the table or pester my dads. That is called being polite. Then, when they are done, they give me some of their people food. It is always scrumptious.