The Pooka Life

It looks like Kevin is going to live.

I caught him last night working with his power tools so he must be feeling better. It was, however, a pretty miserable weekend for him. He spent two full days on the sofa with ice packs on his face watching home improvement shows with me. Must have been the medication because after the first four hours, he actually began to enjoy himself. Artie was pretty miserable since no one wanted to play with him until he had a visit from his old buddy, Eugene. Anna and Todd headed out of town for the night so we got to look after the cute little guy. Last time we had him, he was a mere puppy and pretty much terrorized our household. This time round, he was quite the little gentleman and spent most of his time barking at birds and attacking his chewtoys. He loved Kevin and was quite the snuggle-buggle as you can see.

The weather has turned cold and while Artie likes his new little pad, he still sneaks up on our bed and pushes us around. I may have to put some kind of electric blanket down for him or something. Either that or put a fence up around our bed. Stupid dog!