Sammy D just got jumped by the other two and I had to take a paddle to them to break it up. I guess because he's the oldest and weakest they pick on him. And it's always over food. This time it was cat food that Ellie knocked off the table onto the floor. I learned the hard way not to get hands or feet involved in a dog fight.
It is Novemblah Plus today so I'm creating my own little paradise in here. A few candles ought to do the trick. Y'all be good because Santa's watching.