Yesterday we went to Thomaston and I rediscovered Woodrow, my old buddy. I love to torment the little dogs but that seems to be frowned upon. Woodrow doesn't mind that much when I tease him. He doesn't squeak like the little guys. We didn't get to walk as far as we like because of hunters and spraying water, so last night around midnight I tried to get Lucky to play with me by grabbing his toy and running around but Pat said "no" and "go to bed now". What is her problem, I was just trying to amuse the youngster...