I honestly believe that good dogs get gravy on everything when they get to heaven. They get it on their paws when they need to clean them, around the edge of the water bowl and on their toys. Most of all they get in on their food. I must be in heaven because I got it tonight on my food.
My family had company this weekend. Mr. Tom smokes Swisher Sweets. Guess who also smokes Swisher Sweets?
And, I think that Frank reigns supreme in the battle for may affection!