It is a Milo & Dad day this fine Sunday. So much of our attention and focus has been on Achilles this week that poor Milo may have been feeling slightly neglected. We couldn't have that. No way.Milo and Dad went to the dog park together this morning. They played for an hour, maybe more. It's been over a week since he's been there and we know he misses it. Amos & Lynne affectionately call him "Sir Barks-a-Lot" because he loves to just stand around and bark out orders at the peasant dogs.
Now, Milo & Dad are chillin' together and are watching the Yankees play the Orioles. The aroma of juicy chicken breasts simmering in broth is wafts through the air. Pretty soon Milo will have some. Dad keeps an ear out for the stove timer to tell him when it's treat time.
Milo loves Dad.
Milo hopes the Yankees will break their losing streak today. He wants Dad to be happy.
Someone's a bit drowsy.
7th inning stretch. Naptime with Dad...and Mom interrupts with that camera of hers. Sheesh.
3 comments:
God bless it I so wish we were neighbors. I would just insert myself into your living space every dang weekend. Your Sundays are just perfect.
Oh, how I wish it were so! Who knows? Maybe Tom can get a position that needs him down here more than up there? You wouldn't want to leave and we wouldn't want you to.
Just say the word and I'll have the contractors design the "Laura bathroom" into the remodel. I'll even equip it with the Ipod TP holder and a spigot from which you can pour frozen margaritas!!! :-)
And don't forget the bidet (is that spelled correctly!?) for her chronic caca issues!!
Better yet, why don't you two just move back here, then we could ALL be neighbors! Could you imagine?! ChiTown would never be the same! haha!
Now, about that margarita spigot....
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