Hey, it’s Cheeseburger. Remember me? I used to run around the streets of Lawrence sniffing out trouble. I’ve now spent two years sniffing for treats and toys here at a place they call “The Ivener’s.” It’s a lot more challenging than you think. I’m still learning how to maneuver around four smaller humans, two big ones, and two new canine colleagues to get first pick of the best squeaky toys and tugs.
The smaller humans pet me a lot. The big humans, though, don’t seem to always appreciate my advanced investigative skills. In early retirement, a man would come at least twice a week and deliver a box filled with delicious, crinkly brown paper. The big humans would open it up, grab something out, and leave the paper for me. That didn’t last long. I guess they wanted me to continue training, even in retirement, because they attempted to secure the goods in several different places, including small, covered bins. They seem to forget, dumpsters were a piece of cake during my working years. Lucky for them, the toy basket just keeps growing and now there are so many options, brown paper seems a bit boring.
Retirement has been great, but I miss seeing people from all around Lawrence. Thankfully, the humans gave me my own Instagram page. Check it out @cheeseburger_thegsd. Until then, it’s nap time!