So, I wonder where Mize is? Probably off somewhere in the house... doing his second favorite thing... taking a nap...In this posting, I am including some snaps of Mize in various spots in the house and in some of his favorite positions... The one that looks the least comfortable to me is when he is laying half off his pillow... Anyway and any rate, Mize is so much fun... even in his senior years... he is now 11 years old... and still has some puppy in him...We found Mize at the pound at Fort Drum... We wanted to get a dog, and we already had a name for him before we even found him... We gave him my maiden name, Mize. We had him neutered and then called Dad... Lou told Dad that Mize was the only Democrat in the house... Dad was a little taken aback, but none-the-less, he saw the humor in it... and was delighted he had a name sake. So, this morning, while I am creating this posting, Mizey has squeezed himself between Lou's desk and the window sill... taking a nap... snoring of course...I guess it is like being in a cave... looks mighty uncomfortable to me... I'm on my way to Curves and when I return, I will take him for a short jaunt up to the pond so he can check his "P-mail"... and I know Mizey will leave a few messages (squirts) and maybe a stinky package too!
MMM
