Finally!

After over a week of being blocked from posting and getting stupid 'security token' errors which aren't listed on the help page I'm finally back in! Boy, did I have a few cute stories about the boy- and none were saved as drafts, even. Oh, well, we'll just go with this:

Mama and I are idiots. Tug was on a pretty strict diet for his first year and then we went to training classes. What Mama has figured out- through trial and error- is that Tug's little digestive tract can't handle the peanut butter and cheese he gets as treats- even though it's tiny amounts. It would only be a little each week but she's now thinking that this is what had his stomach so messed up that when he got sick recently he couldn't recover quickly. It lasted for a few weeks. Now, after a few weeks off both of those items, he's our normal little boy again! YEA!!!!

Mama was out this evening and he was a pest but he also snoozed in my lap for awhile. We had gotten truly worried when he was sick and both just said "what would we do without him" but not looking at each other. We really can't imagine life without the little lick monster anymore...