Ruby is a terrier all about the simple joys in life. Her current joys include:

1. Squirrel Patrol (duh! It's her purpose in life.)
2. Scrubbing her beard on the hallway wall. Especially after her tea. Especially if she's gotten nutritional yeast on her beard.
3. Giving all other dogs that approach her perch on the couch the patented ruby jihad crazy eyes, coupled with the quick snapping lunge. Don't mess with the Rube when she says it's time for everyone to stop moving.
4. "Special Walks." I had to quit taking her to agility training due to inclement weather, and due to the fact that the facilities don't have secure fencing and are next to a paddock with cattle. Ruby thinks the cows may be big squirrels that she needs to kill, and swiftly. Last time we went to training she went for a wee wander through the muddy paddock next door and scared the holy bejesus out of me. I couldn't get over the barbed-wire fence and she wouldn't come back. So, I take her for "special walks" now. This involves a short trip in the car (which signifies "going somewhere) to a nearby park and walking with her alone for about a half hour. She thinks she's hot stuff.
5. Side-kick duty for late night sonic runs. Due to some near nervous breakdown type life issues, there have been times in the past few weeks when only a cherry limeade from sonic was going to save me from a horrible and self-imposed death. On such life-saving errands, ruby rides shot gun and ensures that no squirrel monsters apprehend me at the drive in.
6. Deep sighs and snortles when cuddling in for the night. Coolish nights here in texas = opportunities for heavy duty night time leg warming duties.
7. Stinky dirt eating. Our soil here is very clay-ey. This time of year it is perpetually damp, and now that it has warmed up a bit...quite fetid. Apparently this is the pate of the dog world. We bust all of them daily for digging in their special stinky dirt spot and eating dirt. I'm going to have to go out there and barricade it with strategic garden stones or something.