Dog Days

I am dogsitting for Jess this weekend. She has a little Jack Russell Terrier, Lucky, who's mission in life is to eat every bug, stick, dried worm, berry, snail, date and leaf in his path. Of course the last thing Jess said to me was "don't let him eat stuff off the sidewalk." Well he ate a few worms, berries and sticks today. At least it's all organic.

And I think the dog has OCD. He stood behind me the this morning while I was putting on my makeup licking. Not licking anything or anyone. Just lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick. I checked his mouth nope nothing. Just lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick, chomp, lick.

And he just sits and looks at me. No matter what I'm doing he's just sitting and looking at me. It's kinda weird. So I'll do a little soft shoe for him. Or tell him a little poem. He's a tough audience.
-Chel