Life on the Leash

My Uncle and his 15-year old dog WingNut are visiting my parents for the holidays. Sumner, normally inhospitable to any dog or person in “his” domain, has adjusted well. Probably because Wing is a total badass, and won’t suffer shenanigans from a young’un like Sum.

The coping strategy on both sides seems to be, “You go there, I’ll go here.”

Sum even let Wing eat from his bowl and drink his water.

“I’m not just a tolerant elf, I’m a good elf!”