This is me kissing my uncle Phil. Look at his wrinkled face. It gets that way anytime I get near it. He is terrified of my licking his eyeballs, teeth, nostrils... so he wrinkles up his face and looks like this. Funny ha? We actually take turns "giving him kisses". OK... I will come clean. Really, the three of us have this betting thing going.... Who ever causes uncle Phil to jump up and go wash up wins. Wendy has an unfair advantage. That girl has a huge tongue! But what I lack in size, I make up for in ambition and drive.
He, uncle Phil, wanna come over and play????
[I need to win some chewy bits today- you know a little "scratch for the weekend".
Some eaaaaaasyyyy scratch that does not involve chores.