Tuesdays With Tag - What? Me Fickle?...

Hi, Everybody!

Boy, did I have fun with Aunt Di here last week! I couldn't have been better behaved...well, except (maybe) for the part where I couldn't stop lookin' at her when she had food. Don't hold it against me. You know it's the Corgi Way, after all!

 

I mean, how can I ignore someone who called me "Little Prince" every time I walked into the room? I'm tellin' ya, after a while it can't help but turn your head and puff up your chest. I'm only human, you know!

Mom kept tryin' to get my attention, but I know she's never gonna share her lunch with me. At least with Aunt Di, I've got a fightin' chance. Unless Mom or Dad tell her not to.

We had a great week together and all three of us furry quadropods got lots of attention. We really hated to see her leave on Friday. Didn't take any time at all for things to settle down and get back to normal. We started by takin' a couple of nice, long naps. 

Mom said these pictures show just how scruffy I am these days. She's brushin' me and pullin' out stray clumps all the time, but I'm still moltin'. That means Mom or Dad are vacuumin' or sweepin' every single day. Guess that means I'm still her "old shoebrush".

One more thing before I close...I hope all of you have a very Happy Thanksgivin'! May there be never-endin' turkey and mashed potatoes in your future. 

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then... 

"Been There, Chewed That!"