Maybe Some Sauerkraut?

Taylor flew home today from Europe, and Riley was there at LAX
to greet her, along with Coconut, who managed to read the memo this time. Riley immediately began his search of Taylor's pockets for treats from Italy (some leftover pizza would be splendid) or Prague (some kolena - a comically large piece of roast pork knee -- would certainly taste yummy on a Sunday). Here is Taylor, trying to examine Riley who claimed to have starved to death in her absence.

Soggy Dog

Not one to brag, Riley once rescued three of his family members from perishing in the canal near Aunt Liz' house. It had been cold and windy that day, and Julie, Taylor and Coconut were strolling along the water when a herd of cows suddenly appeared out of nowhere. When Taylor realized she had stepped in a pile of cow sh**, she freaked and fell in the canal, taking Coconut, who was in her arms, with her. Then Julie jumped in for no known reason. The first photo was taken right before the incident. The second photo was taken by sheriff's deputies when Riley was brought in soaking wet for questioning. The police still do not buy the cow poop story, and this remains an open case.