They keep us laughing.
If it weren’t for the dogs, I do think we wouldn’t laugh half as much as we do. If dogs had day planners, harass Gavin every minute today was in bold print in Patty’s. She didn’t give him one second’s peace at all. It might have something to do with the improvement of the weather.
DH said that she started early this morning. She enticed Gavin into bully runs and teased him by hucklebutting on the couch with the bone of contention in her mouth. (The bone from the pictures below.)
When I came down, Patty went into her mine, mine, mine it’s mine dance. At one point, after leaping about on the couch with the bone, she shook her head. The bone flew out of her mouth, and landed on the coffee table with a crash. The pups know that things on the coffee table are out of bounds. She stared at the bone willing it to move.
DH figured we’d get a few minutes of quiet. He was wrong. By that time, Gavin had enough of Patty playing queen of the hill. He walked over to the table, delicately lifted the bone, took it to his crate, and closed the crate door behind himself. We didn’t know he could do that.
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Hahahahahaha, that is funny. I think you have a gold mine there, the new Abbott and Costello on 4 legs, with fur. Quick, where is that agent they need to get them on TV? Or, maybe getting them on Comedy Central would be a start, lol
Miss Patty already is a Diva. I couldn’t imagine what she’d be like if she was a star.
Do you know where transit is? they say that my balance that you had sent me is intransit & I’m not sure where transit is.
Is that somewhere north of you?
Oh my what little scamps those two are. Emma tends to play so rough she also tosses things around and when it is a sterilized bone that is being tossed you can bet something will either break or get dented. I have an amazing number of dents and dings in my antique ship’s hatch coffee table in the family room from her romping fits. That’s my dog. If it’s not that, it’s the tail knocking over glasses of soda or heaven forbid wine! A laugh a minute with pets!
I cringe when Patty goes into her mine, mine, mine dance because I envision the bone flying and going crash into my curio cabinet.
Hehe, do they make bullet-proof glass for curio cabinets?
Note to self: look into that idea… 🙂