Thankful for our Little Friend...

Since our beloved Yorkie Sam died a couple of months ago, Scoob is learning to adjust to being an only child.  You can tell he really misses Sam.  I am not ready for another, and don't want a puppy.  Scoob is 10 years old, a dull dog and has old habits that we love.   Here is one of my favorites....I was sitting at the computer and got up to get a drink...walked back to sit down again and there he is...silently sleeping under my chair.  It's so sweet that I had to go grab the camera.   It's nice to just know he's there and follows around .  He doesn't climb stairs well anymore, so if I take him down to the basement, and go back up forgetting him, soon he is at the bottom of the stairs barking to come up. Heck, there are days I don't really feel like doing stairs either! I think we are both getting lazier!! I used to watch Bonanza with my parents many years ago and there was a hound dog that never moved at all.  If he raised an eyebrow they would comment,"Hector hasn't been so excited since he was a pup!"  And so it is with Scoob...

 Uh-Ohhh, I think he moved!