Monday, June 10, 2013
Chester is three years old today, and we've had him for two of those years. He turned out to be the sweetie of all time and I am so glad we found him. The smile on his face in this picture is rare, since he usually looks terribly concerned, as he does below.
While he still has fear of open stairs, he can go up and down our outside stairs without trepidation, but midnight carrying continues. He often wants to go up or down at 1am and whimpers until I get out of bed to carry him. Luckily he weighs less than Chumley, the brute.
He is very good at sharing and is a great watchdawg, chasing after intruding squirrels, chipmunks and UPS trucks. So far he hasn't caught anything, but has definitely put a big scare into our summer lizards.
Chumley is his best friend, and doesn't mind being the source of Chummer's tail biting, or neck gnawing. He never returns the bites.
For his day, I bought some of his favorite dawggie food packets which I am certain he'll share with the big dawg.
at 7:36 AM