I got to meet a big doggie when we were on our walk. I don't mind dogs; it's humans that concern me. Dixie is the opposite.
We got in a couple tiffs over my bone. She kept trying to steal it from me. I quickly learned to stay away from Dixie when we are around food. She snaps and snarls at me even when it is my food. I am not territorial over my food just yet.
Aunt Dixie and I do have a common enemy: the vaccuum. We made a good team attacking it and I'm pretty certain we scared it right back into its dungeon never to be seen again.
It was a long, busy weekend so I needed to wind down with a drink. I like wine, beer, and some liquor. I didn't like daddy's whisky though.