Our New Favorite Place

By Fred
Jam and I had our first lunch out together today, and we went to our new favorite place for lunch, a very dog-friendly restaurant called Casa Tina. (Coincidentally, Casa Tina was Berkeley's favorite place and Bingo's favorite place.)

Jam was warmly received by the staff and other lunch-goers, most of whom stopped by to praise his goodness as he napped soundly at my feet, ignoring all the "what a cute puppy" comments that came his way.

If only Jam knew about the variety of food on the table just above his head, about the variety of tastes and textures, the home-made tortillas, beans, rice and spicy sauce. Yes, he can smell it all (much better than I), but surely it does not occur to him that actual food is so near. Surely not. Obviously he is not aware that food is nearby, considering his embarrassing behavior at home when it comes to the smallest kibble.

We need to keep it that way...