When that sweet sound rings out, you can bet it's music to our ears -- and our tummies -- and we come running.
But lately our treat jar has been getting emptier and emptier, and we've been wondering what's up. First, we didn't get to go to Koobus' ski weekend. Then Mom stopped our blogging for a loooong time. And no treats? We started thinking that maybe we should be looking around for new digs. Maybe we had worn out our welcome.
But suddenly this afternoon, a luscious aroma filled the air. We recognized it at once. Home-made treats prepared by Dogdad himself. Oh joy!! Oh goodness!! Hmmm, maybe we should stick around after all.
Yum!!! We're waiting for that first taste!! And then another. And another...
Jake and Just Harry.
Silly Boyz. Mom here. You know we love you. Who heard a suspicious crunching yesterday evening and tracked it down to an olive pit that Just Harry had picked up and decided to chew on? Who put up new curtains in the bedroom -- instead of shutters or blinds -- so that you boyz could look out the window at night? Who makes sure you have comfy places to sleep and fun walks and romps? And toys? And oh yes, who bakes you home-made treats? Who, ah but you know who!!! We do!!! So please stay around!!!
