Ok, what I am really blogging about is my sweet dog Roscoe. I am dedicating this post to him. We got Roscoe when my youngest daughter left to live with her Dad to finish High School and attend college in Orlando. I was so devastated since she was my baby. My husband whom had never had an animal in all his life decided to get my a puppy. My sister helped and we got Roscoe. He was 5 weeks old. When they gave him to us he had Parvo. A really serious illness they get and usually do not survive. He did, after a plasma and a blood transfusion. Four days later we brought him home. He is now 3 and a half and could not be a better dog. He is a golden orange red color and is gorgeous.
On Christmas day we gave him a bone.
Here is a picture of him at the door so that we could let him out. Whenever we give him a treat he goes towards the door so that he could eat it out side. He will not eat them in the house.
Here he has the gift and is trying to open it, but my husband had to help him since the bone comes wrapped. I gift wrapped it without taking the plastic seal off first.
I hope you all have a wonderful day.