Vacation...

... sort of. Frank did not get to join us on our visit back east, which means that it hardly qualifies as a vacation as one can never truly enjoy oneself while missing a handsome one eyed-pug.

While on our tragically Frank free visit, we ventured out to our favorite delightful and independent Cape Cod pottery shop, Jobi, to purchase a present for the wonderful parents of Osa, who had agreed to take a snoring and rather disruptive pug for an entire week. Upon arrival we discovered, joy of joys! that they just happened to be featuring doggie bowls!

Oh Frank! What a lucky find! This one was immediately snapped up and purchased for the poor abandoned grandpup by his grandmother Railey, never one to let any pug feel neglected for long!

At first Frank seemed somewhat less than enthused about his new gift...


...thinking perhaps that he would have preferred some delicious salt water taffy.

However, his attitude perked up quite perceptibly at dinner time...

Oh Frank! How scrumptious that dinner must be out of your fancy new bowl!

Upon first trial, the depth did seem to throw him a bit as he flipped kibble up and about over the edges, but being the fine evolutionary beast that he is, Frank overcame the trouble and cleaned the bowl all the way to the signature Jobi fish in the bottom!


Oh Frank! Yum yum!

It must be said that during our time on The Cape, there were sharks seen off shore. The news said that they were in an area frequented by seals, but I am pretty sure that they would have been delighted with such a tasty appetizer of Frank.
Perhaps it is best that he did not go along after all!