We went home to Oelwein for a day during Memorial Day Weekend to enjoy some grilled food with my parents and one of my brothers.

It turned into “let’s baby Cubbie day.”

Here’s the evidence.

First, he sat next to my mom on a bench inside the house while we looked at pictures from my brother’s trip to the Dominican Republic.

I think he was offended when I told him he was spoiled.

Then, we moved outside to the screened-in porch. My mom gave Cubbie a bone (his special treat), and she proceeded to hold the bone for him part of the time.

I think it’s safe to say he had a great day in Oelwein.

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