Monday Edition: Weekend Recap

Rudy spent his free time manning the post for squirrels. If you're a squirrel, don't event think about coming over. Also please note his velvety schnoodle fur. This is one soft doggy. 

Handsome little guy. 

This was a proud moment. But then he went into the other room, found a box of scarves, took them out, put the bone in, and then put the scarves back into the box. 

Stray dog mentality. 

Here is a true highlight. Rudy and Claude (fka Joey, foster dog #1) got to meet at the dog park and hit it off. It helps that they are both America's nicest dogs. 

Please enjoy this video. 

You can see at the end, Rudy deserts Claude for a big dog, his favorite. 

Eskimo kisses, better than handshakes. 

 The dialog at the park after people meet Rudy is usually is something like:

• Is that your dog? He's so fast!
• That's Rudy. He's my foster dog.
• What kind of dog is he? Is he old?
• A schnauzer poodle they think. He's about two. 
• That's it? Wow, he's so cute. Does he shed?
• No. He's great. 
• Is he house trained?
• Yes. He's really great. 
• What's wrong with him?
• Um, nothing. He's not food or toy possessive, he doesn't chew stuff and he loves everyone. 
• Why isn't he adopted? He won't last long I bet. 
• [AHHHHH] 

Rudy is a bullet at the dog park. Then he passes out.

Here is the lowlight. I went to brunch Sunday morning. Rudy wasn't invited. 

Is this how you feel when someone you love doesn't invite you to brunch?