Mr Bob is becoming a grumpy demanding old dog! No other way to put it, I am afraid to say he is relishing the role. If there were a doggy version of Father Ted, he would be Father Jack!
He doesn’t call for whiskey though he did lick some off my fingers with great enthusiasm which would indicate that if a bowl or glass were offered it would not be refused.
Bob still makes everyone smile, as he plods about the house, walking under the visiting Brooke (Greyhound of a very leggy variety) as though she were not there. His meds have increased a little and on each occasion, I call to the vets to get a new batch, they express their surprise and delight that he is still king of the castle. I have attached a few photos of the grumpy, sometimes smiling old dog. Please note I did try bribery to get him to look at the camera, but…
I am not looking at the camera
I refuse to say cheese
Who wrote this book?
Were Bob human I suspect he would be that grumpy old man who sits on his veranda the day long and yells at kids to “get off my damn lawn.” Still, he probably mellows out with a touch of whiskey. Good Irish whiskey I imagine and not that Hell Cat Maggie stuff that I tried to pass on to Max. Looking good, Bob!
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Yes Bob loves sitting on a veranda. Maybe Max could come by for a whixle.
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