Spud is getting ideas above his station. His bed is supposed to be the crate underneath this basket where I caught him napping.
The basket was supposed to be for newspapers, but he’d shredded those earlier in the day, and had a chew on the basket. It is getting difficult to keep things out of his reach now that his nose can appear over the edge of the work top: he’s not eaten anything of great value yet, but we can’t help but feel it is only a matter of time (like young Dave who is a master at munching valuable items.)
We now need to be vigilant at all times!
Spud was so excited when Joe’s friend came to visit yesterday that he just jumped onto the kitchen table in one bound. But can we convince him to jump in the back of the car? No.
Here is Spud with a comb over