Even though I’m not sitting down like all those other dogs, I still deserve a treat, don’t I?

I’m waiting so patiently. Please! It’s my turn. Bow wow!

So what if me and Opal are lying on the same bed. She is all right. We are just friends.

This is a picture of me and Opal. I see Opal on play dates sometimes. Uncle Jeff calls her my “mini me.” I don’t know what that means. Mommy says we are “kissing cousins.” I don’t know what that means either. Opal is all right. In this picture we are waiting for a treat. When we sit and wait Uncle Jeff gives us treats. It’s hard to wait for a treat but I can do it. I want a treat right now.

Henry and Opal waiting for treats.

Daddy says there is a big dog in our yard, but I don’t smell him at all. He won’t play or even sniff. He just lies there. He is not mean but he is not friendly either. I would rather have a real big dog to play with. He can be all white like this dog but he has to smell like a dog and sniff like one, too.

Big white dog won’t play with me