The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to traverse. ~ Helen Keller

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Traffic Jam

Tonka frequently hogs the doggy door, especially when it's rainy or cold and snowy (he's a sissy about going outside in bad weather). Daisy loves the snow but she's usually the one stuck in back.

This morning she seemed unfazed by the traffic jam. More often she will either nip at his legs or pace around behind him whining loudly until his butt moves out of the way, at least enough for her to squeeze through.

Sometimes I think he does this just to bug her...
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  1. GlennisFebruary 25, 2012 at 3:18 PM

    They are just like people, aren't they? I remember when we had two geriatric dogs - they were like two old men sitting on a porch.

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