Hot Dogs

Johnny and Chewie have been up to it again ...

All the nights I 'shoo'd' them away from the pool,
All the nights I drove by and honked my horn,
All the nights I never left a crumb or scrap,
All the nights we just kept on going.

They were in love!
It's a true romance.

Johnny wasn't chewing Chewie.

We thought she was a boy, with a tasty hide.
We thought she was a toy, with nothing to hide.

The litter was 6, but now only 4... they are small and soo so cute.
I think I like the little black one!

Danni - if only you were here, Little India would have a friend.
A place in our hearts might warm.
You could take out the ticks at night, and we would kick him around the hall.

Congrats to our resident stray dogs Johnny and Chewie!!