Yesterday's Arthur - Sept 04

I hate to admit it, but when Arthur was a puppy, my sister and I used to pick him up like a baby. His skinny little back legs would hang down and he'd wrap his front paws around our neck. Pathetic, I know.

It was a fun thing to do when he weighed 25 lbs, but now that he's close to 50, it's not so fun. In fact, he now refuses to be subjected to such humiliation. (This picture was one of the last times he was still accomodating us.) Not that I could lift him even if I wanted to: he's a big galoot.