Me and Bucket

You know, if all you have to do today is just hang out with your dog, it's not a bad day.  It's not all that I had to do, but the great thing about being Bucky's human is that sometimes he just doesn't give you a choice.  Sometimes he makes you hang out with him.

Y'all know how I feel about this dumb dog.  I've seen God use Bucket to do some mighty things in my life.  It all started for me with the story of "My Dog Max", and every step of the way, Bucket has been right there, kind of the tie that binds this dysfunctional family together.  I told you he's a bona-fide hero dog for taking care of my father-in-law when he was TDY to Indiana.

Ol' Buck's been a little Buckybandoned lately, but today I'm making some time for him.  Inbetween, I'm folding laundry and kinda watching history unfold... you have to appreciate how far we've come as a country and it's awfully fitting that our President's second term inauguration came on MLK day.

This is me and Buck, just laying around and watching TV together.  I'm surprised he actually held still long enough to snap this picture.  One of his favorite things to do is to try and sit on my head, as you can see.

Buck is funny.  He thinks that if there's attention to be had, it should all go to him.  Today, he's had his fair share.

And some snacks, too.

All in all, it's been a good day for us.