Dog Moods Collin and I took Mijo to the beach this weekend.
He doesn't like water, but the beach is so full of awesome smells, I think he got over it. Like this lovely fish head:
Eat them up, yum! I suspect this was an offering to the Greek god Barnacles (say bar-nuh-kleez), who protects us from, uh, barnacles or something. Or the stench of rotten fish heads. Either way the offering seems to have been a bust.
Happy, married-to-the-sea Mijo:
Which brings us to tonight's Mijo:
Good relations with Wookiees, he has. Good relations with other dogs in the neighborhood, he has not. Happy Halloween!