Animals are strange things. After the initial weirdness and uncertainty displayed by our pets about the new wee one in our midst, they have now accepted him as part of the tribe, Ewok style, and will fight any Imperial force to protect him. This weekend, while getting the A/C serviced, Sadie went nuts, and sat next to Jack and growled and barked and carried on until the obviously evil man went away. Had she the time to craft a rudementary hang-glider so she could drop rocks on him, she would have, as I have seen the plans in her kennel. Later, as pictured, Maggie curled up next to him to keep him warm, as the onesie was obviously not getting the job done in the September afternoon heat. Sadie and Maggie make regular checks on him when he is in the other room and usually react quicker than we do when he starts to fidget in the middle of the night. (by we, I mean me. Jen has developed sonar)
The cat does not, nor will she ever, give a shit.
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1 comment:
I don't understand the vase comment, but that picture is so funny. Plus I laughed and laughed at the references to Ewok. I'm glad someone else thinks those little shitzus look remarkably like Ewoks.
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