Fireside blog 3

Just thinking tonight as I relaxed by the fire about the day gone by.  With me by the fire was my friend, who by the way NEVER complains, even when I come late after a long day.  And when I serve the same meal, day after day after day, still, no complaining.  Always greeting me with joy when I come home.  Never critical of the way I dress or smell, follows me around all the time, and thinks I'm the best hunter on earth, when I come home, from the supermarket, with Buffalo, fish and chicken.  I'm really lucky to have such a friend.  Her name is Cinder, she part Dobie and mostly part Rottie.  Just in case you didn't guess, she's my dog.