Gee mama, what’cha gonna do with that cone in your hand?
I would like very much if you could throw it to me, please. See? I’m sitting like a good boy…
Woo-hoo!
Thanks for the cone. Yes that took a bit out of me, the jumping and the twisting. Wait a minute… YOU HAVE MORE???
Back to leaping, bending and twisting pronto!
GIMME GIMME GIMME
I’M F-L-Y-I-N-G…
Ah, SO CLOSE!!!
Leaping for the stars!
Ok, I’ve had enough jumping for one lunchtime walkie now.
I would like some time alone with my new-found and hard-won cones please.
They’re mighty tasty for any of you doggies who haven’t sampled them (of course be careful if you’re a little one, you don’t want to swallow any of the little pieces that come off during a good chomp). I like to think that they keep my teeth sparking clean too – did I mention that they’re mighty tasty?
Heh. Words of wisdom (and flecks of pine cones gone by) from Bogart Handsome Devil.
Love,
Bogart
It’s a so cute story. 🙂 Is it true about Airedale, that they are very “family dogs” with no ability to protect his owner?
Phewwwwwfffff, Bogie! I got exhausted just by looking at you. Feels like I misself had my own strenious morning exersice performed. Very demanding, must tell ya. Now back to some more PilAiretes on the mat … Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz …
Luv,
Bel
Good Catch Bogart! You are too cute for words!
Wyatt and Stanzie