No More Doggie

The doggie in the kitchen has finally been picked up by its owner after nearly ten months. I kinda regret not taking any pictures of it for keepsake.

No more noisy barking in the middle of the night or when strangers step up to the door. No more clawing my legs when I go into the kitchen. I miss petting it, though.

Now that it's gone, I found myself raiding the kitchen in the middle of the night again. Ah, the good old days.