A little Mr. Smith content for your Friday.

by chuckofish

Hello, readers. Longtime, no update from moi. Happy New Year! I hope you all have shiny new calendars. I do, thanks to the Madcaps by way of Sign of the Arrow.

I know what you really want is to catch up on Mr. Smith’s hijinks over the past few weeks. Well, I’ll give the people what they want.

Mr. Smith got a cute vest. And I became a person who buys clothing for her dog. What can I say except I am also surprised. Please note, Mr. Smith is once again stopping traffic with his cuteness.

Santa brought Mr. Smith this red ball because it was recommended on Instagram by an influencer-Westie. Once again, WHO AM I? But let me tell you. The Influencer did not lie. Mr. Smith loves this ball.

Here he is trying to get it out of the toy basket by himself. Too impatient to wait for me to get it out for him! The red ball is a drug and he can’t get enough.

He tears around the room chasing the ball (and I’m sure scratching the floors and everything in its path). But who am I to deny him this simple pleasure? Plus, it wears him out and then he’s game for some couch sitting.

Mr. Smith has been adjusting to being back on the usual schedule this week by being a naughty puppy and chewing on the books on my bookshelves. He needs to get over it.

You might enjoy this story about a Cairn Terrier who survived a mountain lion attack. Minus one eye.

With that, I’ll close with a funny internet thing I saw. Enjoy!