Thursday, February 27, 2014

The Long-Suffering

Michaela decided she wanted to take Chewy camping somewhere in the house. To make him follow her she put his ball in her backpack 

(He is used to her antics and won't follow her on his leash unless she has something he really wants.)

Impatient to get his beloved object he took matters into his own hands and tried to yank the leash out of her hands:


When that did not work he planted himself and gave one resounding bark: 

She finally rewarded him:

But when he would not pay attention to her and just sat mouthing his ball she put his ball on the counter:

I don't think it worked.  

2 comments:

  1. Lol. ☺️�� How richly textured are the intricately interwoven tapestries of our lives

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