Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Tuesday =

So, every Tuesday I pick up tacos for dinner.  They are delicious (especially because someone else made them).  After I pick them up, I get Daisy from my parent's house.  She smells them as soon as she gets in the car.  She knows what's coming...
First, we plate the tacos.
Daisy sniffs to make sure they are safe to eat.
She waits patiently for me to finish because she gets the last bite.


  1. Daisy, Jazzi has some sure fire techniques that'll get those tacos all for you!

    XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

  2. Daisy... I wish I could hug and kiss you.... you are so cute sniffing that taco!

  3. ahhh we has never even had a taco.....we are gonna go on strike around here.
    stella rose

  4. Looks like Jack N the Box tacos!

    Aroo to you,

  5. Oh Daisy I bet you would take the first bite and last bite and all the bites in between if you were allowed.
    Sweet William The Scot

  6. Last Bite, what, dang gum it, we thought those were for her!

    The Mad Scots

  7. Hey Daisy!
    Wow, those look so tasty! I'd see about getting one of your own. Forget the last bite and go for the whole enchilada BOL. Maybe try doing a trick or something. Give your peeps the sad-and-sorrowful-starving look. That one works for me. BOL
    Grr and Woof,
    Sarge, Pol Comm