Can you believe this: I got scolded this week. I was merely sitting next to the dog while she ate her crunchy fudz... encouraging her and supporting her...and taste-testing her dinner. I was shooed away like a housefly and let- me- tell- you that I was pretty peeved. Especially because I let the dog sniff my booty for a long time while I waited for the woman to make MY dinner. Normally if that dog tries anything dodgy (and booty-sniffin' is dodgy) I spit at her and she runs away with her tail between her legs.
The good thing that happened to me was that I got tuna juice in my dinner the next night AND I got to sit in the sun in the garden and I made the birds squawk. That was really fun. I also found a dead mouse near the geranium plant but I didn't touch it... only sniffed a little.