Mattie investigating the Halloween decorations last October … yes, they’re late. Someone didn’t give me these pictures until a couple of weeks ago.
But I’ve still got a grin on my face.
All your peanut butter is belong to us.
There’s nothing like the smell of the sea and wind in your fur.
You’re all on the bench and I’m not? And you have food and I don’t? Not fair!
No really, I do. Just move these bars…
You really think you can get by me without at least an ear scratch?
I didn’t make the mess on the floor. Really.
Mattie expects company on the sofa.