Aug 17
Arch-a-thon Post #33: Night & Day
I have two pictures that will tell you pretty much all there is to know about my two dogs.
First, there’s the Golden Retriever mix, a shelter dog who was scared of her own shadow when I first brought her home, and who now things the bed, the couch, the chair, and anything else that feels soft, was made especially for her.
In fact, any time she’s not immediately near me, either on a couch or on the floor, all I have to do is look at my bedroom door: if it is open, she’s in there, in bed, sound asleep.
I can respect a dog who happens to be a couch potato.
But then there’s her polar opposite, the cocker spaniel, who is constantly looking for new ways to cause trouble.
He’s a smart little dog, smart to the point of being crafty. If he can pull a fast one when no one is looking, you can bet he will try. Every time.
I imagine maintaining such talent requires a great amount of energy, as would constantly coming up with new ways to drive me crazy.
And as you can see, he doesn’t mind picking up some of that missing energy from my coffee cup. I can’t even leave that lying on a coffee table unattended.
They get along very well, in fact, considering how different their personalities are. I suspect this is some secret alliance that should worry me. Maybe he’s getting her to distract me so that he can get into trouble without being caught.
Somehow, it wouldn’t surprise me!
