Too bad you screwed the pooch and got into the trash. No birthday ham for you.
We are not just being mean. If we feed him after he’s been in the trash, we are pretty much guaranteed to wake up the next morning and find out he’s either vomited or worse all over the house in the middle of the night. So, hopefully he got something good out of his little bout with the garbage because…no dinner tonight.
We haven’t really written about the Dragon lately because all he does for the most part is eat and sleep. We are fairly suspicious that his eyesight is going. Maybe his hearing too. It’s hell getting old.
Anyway, here are links to some of the Rufus Chronicles just in case you missed any of his antics before.