A chill start to the day but the sun is soon out and the mercury rising. Bob spends the morning with his nose and paws out of the front door. His serious ' I'm not asleep. I'm guarding the house with my eyes closed ' look. Sophie digs up the lawn looking for moles.
Fewer pilgrims now. The few that do wander past are greeted with enthusiasm, if not panache, by the PON's.
What has gone on in the kennels is a matter of conjecture but Bob has lost three pounds and Sophie has gained two. We have our suspicions. At dinner time Sophie wolfs down her food then lets out her ear splitting ' there's a cat out there ' yelp. Bob stops eating and rushes to the door. Sophie moves to her brothers bowl and starts to devour his kibbles. The intervention of a human saying ' not so quickly sister ' stops her. Bob, happy and innocent as ever, returns to his dinner, oblivious to his sisters tricks.
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Sophie would have a field day in this house - Bertie almost never eats his food the minute it is served, quite often leaving it until bedtime.
Cheers, Gail.
She's a clever girl....
And how !
Very crafty Sophie. But cute with it
What a little fluffy minx.
Trust me, it's a sister thing, and it never gets old!
I'm glad Sophie is on our side. If she weren't, I would worry for the future of Western civilization -- once I stopped laughing, that is.
We Love Bob!! Always the protector of his flock.
(Although, Sophie always makes us smile)
Yogi and Mom in Ohio
Awww, Sophie should be ashamed of taking advantage of sweet, gullible Bob, lol. Yep, that's the way it goes; I have to serve as cafeteria monitor and watch mine until everyone is done to keep the Alpha from intimidating the others into abandoning their bowls. And that's exactly what happens weight-wise when they go to the kennel too!
BOL, Finley tries dat stuff wif me sometimes.
Ha ha ha! Hawk used to do that to get Treat off the dog bed he wanted!
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