Brunch

Think we’ll be getting a lovely Sunday brunch today, Cosmo?

Two dogs sit in a bay window

Given the late hour, I think we’ve missed the brunch window, Sunny. I did see Human Daddy bringing in charcoal, though, and you know that means Grilled Meat!

—Sunny and Cosmo

Halt!

Who dares barge into the Private Members Only Cat and Woofie Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch?

A big black house at lounges on a rattan couch on a screened in porch.

Oh, it’s you, Human Mommy. Do make yourself useful by fetching me some refreshments.

—Darth Vader

Pros and cons

It’s good that the windows are open so that I can clearly smell the meat Human Daddy is grilling.

A large black and white hound flops on a wooden floor next to a black standup fan.

It’s bad that the windows are open because that means the beloved AC can’t be on and without the AC, I’m going to melt, most likely before I get even a nibble of that good smelling meat.

—Cosmo