I cannot believe my mind has been so boggled with boat debacles (say that ten times fast) that I almost forgot to post a Furry Friday post. I must admit yesterday I didn't win dog-mother of the year award. Justin and I spent most of the evening out working on the boat in preparation for this weekend so Riley didn't get a lot of one-on-one time. He forgave me though when I gave him a Dentastix. I don't know what it is about them, but those things are like crack to him. He'll whine and beg and persistently stand by the pantry doors until we humans catch on and give him one for snack. I try to give him one a day. On a side note, I think they keep him regular.
