So Mom's spare time has been all taken up with combing mud cakes out of our fur and picking stuck grass seeds from between our toes. She wants to know if y'owl understand how many toes we have between the five of us Hooligans. She's been too tired to type.
And today while our hoomans were at work, some more people with guns were shooting on our road. When Dad got home, he could hear the shots and they were close but he couldn't find the people. And it was getting dark and he knew he needed to come check on is.
I had bloodied up my nose again, and managed to get one of the latches of my crate opened. Mom cleaned my nose and put more antibiotic cream on it. She was m-a-d about the guns.
She fixed us some green beans and ground beef and rice for supper and I think we are gonna have yogurt for dessert.
Home cooking makes everything better.
Jack loves green beans!