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I was reminded last night about what happened a couple Thanksgivings ago.
Ann generally takes Warner over to Lisa's on Sundays when she runs her long running (nearly ten years I think) Hunters Hunted game. Our other dog Indiana stays home with me. Warner tends to get spoiled rotten over there. Expensive dog treats, leftovers, sometimes her own hamburger from McDonalds.
So when when Warner comes home we joke that Warner brags to Indy about the stuff she gets at Lisa's. Tell her wonderful stories like gravy falls from the sky (yes we are crazy dog people) and as many cookies as you want.
So when we had Thanksgiving over there a couple years ago we were all in Lisa's kitchen when being underfoot got gravy spilled on her head. So gravy DOES fall from the sky as far as Indy is concerned.
EDIT: Ann wanted to point out I am the dog crazy person.
Ann generally takes Warner over to Lisa's on Sundays when she runs her long running (nearly ten years I think) Hunters Hunted game. Our other dog Indiana stays home with me. Warner tends to get spoiled rotten over there. Expensive dog treats, leftovers, sometimes her own hamburger from McDonalds.
So when when Warner comes home we joke that Warner brags to Indy about the stuff she gets at Lisa's. Tell her wonderful stories like gravy falls from the sky (yes we are crazy dog people) and as many cookies as you want.
So when we had Thanksgiving over there a couple years ago we were all in Lisa's kitchen when being underfoot got gravy spilled on her head. So gravy DOES fall from the sky as far as Indy is concerned.
EDIT: Ann wanted to point out I am the dog crazy person.