November 15, 2011 Buddy, again.

It's a tough life for Buddy.

Even though everything is going his way, he looks fed up, doesn't he?

Shortly after I took this picture, Buddy followed me into the kitchen. I went on to the garage to get something out of the refrigerator there and when I came back in, Buddy (that damn dog) had a huge chunk of cheese in his mouth.

When, when, when will I learn not to leave anything, ANYTHING, on the counter without supervision?

I yelled from one direction. CB yelled from another and the race was on.

We got the cheese, followed by a discussion wondering if the 5, 10 or 15 second rule applied.

I could tell you, but you'd never eat at my house again.