A few things I’m thankful for (from Melvin)…

Food, in any form. Even the cupcake I found in the field that had ants all over it. Ants are delicious.
The big bed. Not the little bed that she proclaims to be so awesome. The big bed, it’s mine when she’s gone.
My new fenced in backyard. The one I refuse to go out and enjoy unless a human goes with me. I’m no dummy.
The orange ball that dispenses treats when I push it around the room. She calls it crack.
Kongs. Gimme, gimme!
The dish washing apparatus that cleans the orange ball and Kongs of all my crusty slobber.
Acorns. Num, num.
The nice smelling spray she cleans my acorn throw-up with.
The words ‘wanna go for a ride’.
Hitting the open road, windows down, fur blowing. Who cares that I sometimes try to jump from the moving car when I see a squirrel. Or a cat. Or a random man.
The nice smelling spray she scrubs the side of the car with that cleans off my slobber marks.
Dr. Cleeland at Great Falls Animal Hospital. She heals me.
Laura and Vasha, my awesome Wooofies dog walkers.
When Grampy lights his cigar and gives me ‘the look’. Boys only walk, yipppeeee!
Every scent in God’s great earth. Even the gross ones that make her say ‘how can you sniff that, you’re disgusting’.
Cats, num. num.
Other dogs, snarling and growling is fun and foaming at the mouth tickles!
The jars all over the house that magically refill with treats.
Her. The one who saved me. The one who shows me love and forgiveness. She lights up when she see’s me. That’s pretty cool.

Here are some photos of me from Thanksgiving. As you can tell, I’m pretty popular.