Archive for September, 2007

Charlie cracks me up all the time. I came home from dinner out one night, and gave Charlie a peice of steak fat I had saved for him but he was already full of elk (his usual fare). Charlie took the peice of fat and hid it behind one of my cowboy boots and then covered it with imaginary dirt. Insanely cute. Luckily I had a few peices of fat so we could repeat the scene over and over.