smell u later :)

Tiny chumley's penchant for plastic bottles nods back to an earlier time in his sausagey little life.   The time when the little kielbasa was a roly poly, impressionable ten month old lad, rescued from a dog hoarding situation and placed in a foster home where mister monkey-see-monkey-do learned the finer points of plastic bottle appreciation from his foster host, Rudy the mini Black and Tan.

It has been almost six years now since Baxter lived ever so briefly with Rudy.  And though there have been many lessons we both have learned since then, those learned in our youth always seem to hold a special place in our heart.

ooo - score! hey thanks mom gotta run c ya smell u later bye bye! :)

(clicky clicky on near the upper left corner of the video box to unmute) :)