"Jeez....where have you been? I've been waiting for you to get my supper on the table!"
Max the hound dog waits patiently for us at the bottom of our steps.
"Finally you opened the window for us. What took you so long?"
Max in our kitchen.
Max, an old hound dog, comes by for treats every evening.
And the two cats from across the road either meow at the door until we let them in, or jump in through any open window. Of course, we feed them too.
How sweet. I can tell you that Palmer is in serious withdrawal in the absence of his BFs Joe and Nancy Sotham. i won't show him these pictures, it may increase the pining.
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