
Poor Funkenhund1, he thinks that I’m screwing with him.
Before we head home, Sparky gets a Slim Jim. That’s the deal when we go on a car ride.

Poor Funkenhund1, he thinks that I’m screwing with him.
Before we head home, Sparky gets a Slim Jim. That’s the deal when we go on a car ride.

After our workout, my brother came by for lunch. Sparky was a charming host, so didn’t get to take his nap. At the same time, a rain storm blew in, putting Sparky on high alert. He wants to be close to people, smiles like a maniac and pants like he’s going into labor.
When the storm had passed and the visit was winding down, Sparky was wiped out. He never takes a full on, eyes closed, nap.
Poor little fella.

Sparky looks happy to sit around as I finish my coffee, but if he sees a rabbit, he’s gone.

I have been painting molding and trim in the solarium. Over time, it gets nicked up and scratched, so it’s a nice, limited project. Sparky doesn’t like it because I can’t stop to play. When I am sitting on the floor to get the low stuff, Sparky isn’t welcome to help. I have to send him away.
Now that the work is done, Sparky is happy to go outside and goof around. It’s so nice out, I’m tempted to get a beer and go back outside.

Sparky and I look like a couple of convalescent old bastards, but we’re good. There isn’t a cloud in the sky, so we wanted to soak up some sun before it rains again. It’s only 40o outside, so we are bundled up.
Don’t say we’re snuggling. Sparky is pretty homophobic.
Sparky gets anxious when storms roll in, and this week, that seems to be twice per day. He’s also not nuts about getting a wet belly. Sparky was happy to get out when the weather cleared for a while.

When I went to Aldi today, I picked up a rack of baby back ribs, the fully cooked kind that is slathered in barbecue sauce. Sparky was so supportive. He knows I love ribs, so he was all smiles and encouragement as I laid them out on the cookie sheet to go under the broiler.
I waited until Sparky’s dinner time, so while I’m tucking in to my ribs, he’s eating his 4 ounces of kibble and half of a hard-boiled egg. Sparky will like that we are dining together.
When Youtube feeds me a dog psychology video, I might watch it to see if Sparky is getting screwed over. This one was good because it had mostly good looking dogs and people.
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