While the parents play, the doggins are away.
That’s how it goes in our house. We have several guests over and the doggins get the boot. Mostly because they have zero manners and they steal food from children. The BDD thinks toddlers are automatic pretzel dispensers and follows them around to accept dispensed pretzels. She also whops them in the face with her tail when she’s not looking. And she sticks her snout in people’s faces to smell what’s in their mouth. Yep. Our Big Deaf Dog is always on her best behavior when we have visitors.
So instead of going all Buffalo Bill on them and putting them in a hole in the basement and threatening them with the hose, the doggins get a night away at their favorite place to stay: Grandpa’s. That’s right. Chase loves her Grandpa. You say “Grandpa” and she’ll trot on over to the window, sit and wait for him to show up. A night in his house is a treat. Because there are treats. And other dogs. And Grandpa. And this time the trip was successful as no doggins jumped out of moving vehicles. *amen*
Chevy and Chase must have had one heckuva night though because they passed out as soon as their paws hit the carpet. I wonder if they had coolers of red, white and blue Budweisers too?
Posted as she could possibly be. Chase didn’t move for a muscle for at least an hour. This isn’t normal. No stretching, no moaning, no trying to cuddle – just straight passed out.
Food Lady, You’s best be moving along with that clicking box of yours. I’ve got sleep to conquer.
Wonky ears. My favorite.
And the BDD? She only opened her eyes when you stepped over her. Because you had to step over her to get into the kitchen. She, too, was posted.
This next one is for my friends who are obsessed with the living dead. I present to you: Zombie Dog.
Too tired to close her eyes all the way. That’s how hard her life is.
Did they stay up late? Did they play their hearts out? Or did the excitement just wear them out? I guess we’ll never know.