Drama Queen

Earl, our dog, is spoiled rotten.

If you know his story, you know that he was abused and neglected during his first year of life. Our friends Rich and Shana saved his life by sneaking over to their neighbors house (Earl's owners) and provided him with food and water and even let him sleep in their garage a few times during really bad storms. When the neighbors got evicted, Rich and Shana took the dog in on a temporary basis. We then took him after a few weeks and he's been with us ever since.

Anyway, back to the story about our spoiled dog... He thinks he runs our house now. He is let outside pretty much anytime he wants to go and he can be pretty demanding about it. If we do not let him back inside on the first bark we are greeted at the door with dirty looks. At night, Earl appears to be so cold that we've taken to covering him up with a blanket. I know... We're the fools here, not the dog. Anyway, last night he got a bath and was still a tiny bit wet at bedtime so he made himself a cocoon out of his blanket. He's such a drama queen.



We then uncovered his head so he wouldn't suffocate...



TLA