Still bottom of the food chain...

So we're on the boat, apparently for a while. 

The humans got me this rediculous litter box that they actually think, in their pea sized brains, that I'm going to use. Idiots.

Anyway we stop at an island the other day and I'm running around on the beach while Kasey follows. This bird, a crow, a big bully, swoops at me and then lands near by.  I started to stand my ground and run at him but this guy was from the streets. He was hard. I stopped and stared him down. I wasn't gonna be pushed around by no bird. At the house it's different. The only reason i don't have chicken or duck dinner everynight is because I'm not "allowed" to chase them.

So anyway this crow then jumps twice at me. I didn't even know birds jumped! That got me a little off guard so i figured i wouldn't tear this punk up today. He wasn't worth my time. 

I casually trotted away in the opposite direction.  That coward then uses his only effective attack on me since he knew he would be out muscled on the ground. He flew up in the air and then dive bombed me from behind!

Lucky for him he didn't get close enough for me to bite or it would have been all over.

Kasey is laughing at this point instead of getting my back like a good bodyguard. What a jerk!

A brewery?

I don't really know what a brewery is nor do i care.  Why would you bring me somewhere, take me in with you, and then not let me down? I was a good boy too. I never whined or barked and you just sat there drinking your beer (which is disgusting by the way) with me on your lap like some kind of crotch trophy.

Ok... maybe i ran outside today when you where leaving and jumped in the car car and perhaps guilted you into letting me come with you... but thats besides the point! Dog park! Beef jerky factory! Somewhere cool man! Not a brewery...