March 28, 2007

White Dog and Max sat at the very edge of the dog door's deck watching...and salivating...as Rob grilled burgers down below for himself and his friend. Every time he moved both dogs tensed, prepared to leap down should any morsel fall. Alas, Rob finished cooking and took the steaming plate to his place for dinner without a crumb being lost. White Dog had to come in and "settle" for salmon fillets with us.