It is the eve of Thanksgiving Day and I have spent the evening doing laundry and keeping a snarky, heat-ridden bitch too busy to care what her impotent buddy is up to. If she's not in her crate, Poppy has been occupied with a new brain-teasing toy, a rawhide chew or (sssshhhh), soon, a bath.
There has also been time to reflect on how much my four-legged companions contribute to my quality of life. They're loyal, affectionate, cuddly, and utterly forgiving of my inept care-taking.
Love my 4-leggers!