EEEEEWWWWW

So you know Gracie got lost in the storm a month ago. Her house mate Frankie is not doing well alone. So Virginia had to go to the Humane Society and get her a friend. Mom found him and named him Pacer from an Elvis movie. We are watching him till we are sure he is potty trained and he heals from being fixed. I like the guy alright don't get me wrong but the first thing he went for when he came was my tendon chew. He was chewing on it and get his spit all over it (can you see my tounge out) GROSSE. The nice guy that I am I offered my prize stuffed toy and nothing he just kept chewing away. I don't think I will ever be able to chew that one again.