The Other Coast by Adrian Raeside for June 02, 2020

I know which gene I would have, (couch).

I have a yapper and a couch/bed hog.

All roads lead to Rome…

Bears. We’re all picanic basket stealers.

then there’s the gene for whiny separation anxiety that kicks in after four or five seconds of separation…

Oh, at first I thought it was about a new style of Levi’s for dogs?

Standing on the bench outside to see into the kitchen was our Lab, Alex and caught us eating a cookie, then taking off for the door and barking his head off till we went downstairs to open the door and running to the kitchen and not seeing anything for him and barking at us until we let him smell our breath and he got a piece of cheese too. He went to the frig and barked till we opened it and gave him a small piece.

The homebody persona.

Whenever I would go to the kitchen for a snack my Turbo was right there. I would think to myself: just because I’m going to the kitchen to get a snack doesn’t mean he gets one. Oh, yes indeedy it does. And he did…

Don’t forget the SBD gene that is inherited from the couch hog.

Home greeter. All of them.

Get the all in one Siberian Husky.

This is wonderful