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Poor Jack, if you look at him closely, he is sporting his most forlorn look ever, and why is that? I put a new sweater on him, that’s why. His tail is down, Mister tail wagger of a millions miles an hour, and he’s barely even looking at me for a picture, Mister I am a ham ordinarily.

 When he’s like this I can’t help but laugh, you would think that we denied him stuff, I told him that he had it pretty good compared to what Lulu had experienced before we rescued her and the look he gave me was priceless. I wish I had captured it because he didn’t seem convinced that he was living a life of leisure.  He is something else.  My little curmudgeon. lol