Good Friends, Good Boy

Yesterday we met our good friends, whom we hadn't seen in about four years, at Sea Sea Riders for lunch.  We, of course, brought Jam with us because they have a a yellow lab and have kids and are dog friendly.

Anna, their little girl, was over the moon to meet Jam.  She and Kate met us outside the restaurant and walked us in to our table.  Jam was very good and did a smooth down under when we got to the table.  Then he started to lick Kate's toes.

Jam lying down in front of Anna, Cheryl, Kate and Will

He was great during the whole meal.  Didn't move around or get up much at all.  Although at one point, someone had dropped a fork and Jam found it and was about to eat it.  Anna pointed it out to Fred who retrieve the fork.

Fred, Jam, Will and Jay standing in front of the tree for a photo of the boys.  Will is wearing his black lab shirt.

After lunch, we went outside and took off his coat so that everyone could pet Jam.  At this point he was very calm and collected and didn't jump at all.

Fred is showing Anna how soft Jam's ears are.  Jam is in a sit and Anna is patting his head.

He was able to do the meet and greets with aplomb.  Yea Jam!

Never Let a Dog Guard Your Lunch

Yesterday was a Bingo day at school. It was also my Anime club during lunch so I had several club members waiting outside the conference room for me to open up the room so they could go in and eat lunch and begin the club meeting. I was coming out of my class and had Bingo with me. I could see them gathered by the doorway as I walked up but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary until Andrew screamed.

We were in the library hallway, so the screaming really caught me by surprise. His screaming made the other girls scream. Then I made out what he was screaming.

"Bingo ate my lunch!"

"What?" Bingo was already at the door waiting to go in. Andrew pointed at his plate of fried chicken wings on the floor. All the other girls pointed as well.

"Bingo ate a wing!"

"EEP!" I yanked open Bingo's mouth and sure enough there was an entire chicken wing in his mouth. He had no idea what to do with it, having never had any people food, so it was just sitting there whole. I grabbed it, unlocked the door and tossed it in the garbage. "Andrew, why is your lunch on the floor?"

"I don't know?"

Sigh. FYI, Andrew ate the other wings. Boys.