My dog is so smart.

We are back from a really great vacation. To all my family and friends out on the island, who made it great, especially my son Mike whom we kicked out of his bedroom and made sleep on the floor, a great big THANKS. Now on to the the title of my post.

My poor Roscoe was so happy to see us, and realize that there are people in the world who still love him and don't almost curse and sometimes do curse at him for anything he does. I may have to take him to a doggy doc so he can help him through the trauma of being with people who don't really know how to appreciate a dog like him. He may be getting over it already, it took almost a whole bag of snausages and another of puperoni treats, but I think he is getting better.

In his ever increasing need to improve himself, and satisfy his craving for old glue, we came home the other day and he had pretty much devoured a copy of Handbook on the Pentateuch. He left me a portion of the inside fly cover, here is what it said. " An introductory guide to the contents of the Pentateuch has long been needed. The Handbook on the Pentateuch will long meet that need. " It doesn't really sound that interesting, but then again it wasn't my book. Becky do you know what it was like? My dog does not discriminate though. The other day he pretty much devoured a novel about knights and dragons that was a pretty good read. Just like Roscoe, I couldn't finish it in one day either. The novel I had left laying around, but the Pentateuch, as you can probably guess, was not. So I went into the basement and sure enough there was an empty spot in the book shelf, about the right size for this text. Not sure what I am going to do, can't have him eating books every time I go out. He already doesn't eat his supper sometimes. Ah the trials of owning a dog. Still better than owning a filthy cat. Man I don't like cats.