November 20, 2019

White Dog had given up and gone to bed. Steve handed out post walkie treats and still momma was on the computer. The White Dog Army was confused.

When the Paws To People Auction ended and I finally finished putting up "Closed" and "Thank You" notices, it was well past our usual treats before sleep and bedtime.

Bella, my personal time keeper, was not happy that I was off schedule; she felt the need to demonstrate what was expected.

"Like this, momma, you hop all the way up on the bed, give out kisses and treats, then turn out the light."