Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for September 20, 2017

And your point is?

“You are mistaken!” thinks Reggie. “You are attempting to eat my footstool!”

Forget the eggs. Save the coffee.

Reggie’s way of complaining that he only gets dog food.

What Reggie lacks in table manners he makes up in table scraps.

He doesn’t think they’re sufficiently scrambled.

As planned, he’s now standing in his eggs.

I never could stand a dog that begged at the table let alone on the table.

If the scrambled eggs were that runny, Reggie just possibly saved his life.

Very funny.

And to think I’m pouting over forgetting to buy eggs during last weekend’s shopping trip. Guess it could be worse!

If my girl could get up on the table.

Sunny side pup…

I just adopted a ten week old kitten….this would be her…

Eeeezy rEGGie…… ovur EEEzY