Monday, April 9, 2012

Day 42 ~

As a general rule, my dogs are not allowed to be on, or sleep in, my bed. Each morning after “Yellow Girl” has eaten her breakfast, she goes through her routine of sniffing out every corner of the yard carefully checking under every bush to see who (or what) has visited during the darkness of night. After returning to the house, she takes off like a “bolt of lightin’” to see her Papa. More often than not, she finds him hiding under the warm, comfy covers. Upon her arrival, Papa reaches down inviting her to join him.

As I approach she borrows down deep into the thick blanket, in the hopes of not being seen. She deafens her ears to my calls and rolls her eyes when I come into sight.

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