Where are my boots?

Hi G-Fans!

Well, Snagglepus is starting to go in places relentlessly where the concierge doesn't want him to go, so I would say he is feeling better today.  He certainly has been fed (and eaten) enough times.

So, the household is less dirge-like than it has been lately.

So, hot towels to his chin and lots of food is the order of the day for him.

Me, on the other paw, I am being starved out.  Measly treats and meals.  I think the concierge needs to re-think the portions and choices for food.  She has me on such a skimpy amount I am surprised I can even function.

And the walk.

Where are my boots?

Tessa has her coat, and Raphael was even sporting an army jacket of sorts that was too small for him.  And we still got too cold.  We all seemed to take turns limping other than Riley or Bertie.  The rest of us suffered along the short little walk.

I am surprised no one slipped on the ice.  

The concierge is pretty stiff and sore from her tumbles.

So, it is late and time for my beauty rest.

May you enjoy the sweet anticipation of a preferred activity or purchase.....

TTFN!

-G

Last night's snuggling....