All I want to do is go back to my cabin. Fuck studying.
There’s frogs croaking all around the place and Chewy keeps stoping and staring into the woods thinking something’s there. Cutie ☺ (Taken with instagram)
Chewy was staring at me while eating my lunch and when I was finished he started whining and growling and wouldn’t stop until I filled his dish.
Chewy wouldn’t move and I had to shovel around him. No matter how much I shouted or nudged him, he’d just stare at me. Then finally after I took this, he got up and trotted over to the other half and plopped down onto the other, not shoveled part of the deck. Oh Chewy.