Hmmm ...Chilly Dog, or Hot Dog?
... He seems to be fascinated by the red glow, spending about six hours every morning in front of here while waiting for Patty Lou to come home from work. The other two hours are spent begging snacks from me, pee breaks, and going bonkers the last thirty minutes when his internal timepiece says she'll be home real soon. Me? Well, his squeeky chicken gets more respect! When I get home, he greets me at the door, then it's right back to Patty Lou. Maybe I should get me a cat and cause a little jealousy!