On the Road and working for the Snuggle Puggle

My mom apologizes. This is board meeting month and she just lost her last assistant so all energy is going to work to help keep us in our luxurious surroundings (hahaha, not).

On the road going toward Atlanta, Ga.

She did a transport this past weekend. This is old Tango. His owner had died and Tango ended up in the Knoxville shelter. The Florida dal rescue wanted him so he joined in on the transport.

He woofed and moaned the whole time. Poor old thing. He is 11 years old and very arthritic.At least he will spend his final years in loving comfort.

This is Snickers. He came from up north, going to his furever home in Valdosta, Ga. He kind of growled at Tango so my mom had to keep him in the front seat so Tango could stretch out in the back.

I worked hard this weekend. I helped Brinx play a little. My mom says PLEASE pay no attention to all the torn up toilet paper--it was right after he had sculpted the roll on the couch. It's loud so you might need to turn it down. We were watching The Duchess of Duke Street. I didn't understand it though. But Brinx had a good play session. And he didn't cough at all.