My hooman and animal friends have a great time together. I mean, we are basically inseparable! It’s pretty darn awesome. Living life out on the farm makes for a good life, I just wasn’t cut out for that city dog lifestyle. My dad adopted me four years ago and brought me out here and I’ve been having a blast ever since!
Today is Thanksgiving, or as my dad likes to call it, “Turkey Day”. We are doing our annual Thanksgiving breakfast outside with the horsey and the rooster.
It’s been a good morning so far. Dad has me in my favorite lumberjack sweater, so I’m extra toasty warm out here on the farm. And I’m looking extra cute, too!
See how cute I am in it? I love wearing this sweater, it gets me extra head pats from my mom, and it makes dad laugh, so I’d say it’s a crowd favorite.
And wow, this cereal is GOOD! Thanks dad, you’re the best!
So, what are we going to do for the rest of Turkey Day? Take a walk around the pond? You don’t have to ask me twice! That sounds like the best day ever.
Alright, will you pass the wine? No? Not until I’m 21? Fine… It was worth a shot, okay!
Hey, wait a second there! Why are you sharing with him? He isn’t even a heckin’ good boi like I am! That’s not very fair…
Oh, and now the horse wants some of my food, too? You know what, this Thanksgiving dinner is not turning out to be everything I thought it would be!
Just kidding, it’s still a heckin’ good day.
Oh! My turn for shares? Yay! Thanks, Dad, you’re the best!
This is the best cereal I have ever had. I can’t get enough of this stuff. And the rooster seems to like it, too (not like he doesn’t eat just about anything). It’s nice to see him eating some snacks for a change instead of the ants outside.
I like the ants, it’s fun to watch them walk around. So when the rooster eats all of them, it gets on my nerves just a little bit.
I guess I need to go get ready for that walk. Plus, I need to do some cleaning inside before dad finds the present that I left in his slippers… I won’t be the good boi he thinks I am if he finds that one out…