Wildfire is gone

The fire is no longer close, but it's windy outside, and the sky is the same color as the food in my dog bowl. I stayed inside most of the day expect for my walk around the block.



This is a picture of my sister, Sophie. She is four years old, and I met her in Washington. She is kind of a brat, but she leaves me alone, except when she grabs my dog biscuits from the floor in front of me. I'm trying to teach her that this Yorkie still rules the house.