copy cat berry eatin' dog...

Tonight I was outside, standing on top of the table picking berries. I figured Newman was behind me resting under the tree in the 41 degree heat. When I filled my bowl I jumped down and went inside to get another. When I came back outside Newman was on the table picking his own berries... eating them off the tree. When he had finished eating the ones at lip level he waitd for me to pull the berry laden branches down so he could continue to snack.