This evening I had a brief moment of Oscar sitting on my lap but I think it was only so he could get a better view of something Vince was doing.
He is not even noticing that I’m getting his picture . . he’s intently watching Vince.
At least 20 times a day, we throw this rubbery bone, he fetches, brings it back to us, wants us to take it and throw it again but tries to bite off our hand as we try to get it from him. I’ll throw this as long as he’ll chase it because that runs off some energy.
This little dog sure came with a big personality.