Me: You know what is nice about cats? They don’t beg you to throw a ball, or ask to go in and out and in and out. They can sit and stare out the window for hours at a time.
Bubba: Yeah, I got a pet rock that will do the same thing.
Me: Really? Well, if it picks up its own poop, I might be interested.
So if they aren’t amused staring out the window all day, what DO dogs look at all day?
Hhhmmm . . . so this is what Sabbath sees when she wakes up under the bed. I don’t know how she fits under there. She literally claws her way out when it’s time to wake up.
We are usually on our walk before the sun has climbed over the horizon. They like to spook me by seeing things in the dark that I can’t.
I’m pretty sure this is all Barney sees while we are out.
From the dogs point of view, wildlife is the best part of any walk.
I have to admit, breakfast looks awful! I wonder why they get so excited about this stuff?
Sabbath finds comfort in items around the house while we are at work.
Sometimes it’s more than she can stand.
But when Bubba finally gets home and retrieves the stray Frisbees from the garage roof . . .
. . . it’s time to PLAY! Hey this look like fun! See how Sabbie turns the Frisbee upside down before she carries it back?
I wonder what I look like to them as they wait for something to fall off the counter while I’m preparing dinner?
WHOA! I’m a GIANT!
On weekends, they like to go outside early in the morning . . .
. . . and bark at anything that moves! Then I have to haul their butts back in the house before they wake up the whole neighborhood!
The best part of any weekend is the dog park!
The dogs actually get a pretty nice view with their head out the window. I might have to try that sometime.
This is like clubbing for dogs. Except better, because they don’t have to ask all those silly get-to-know-you questions. If you like someone, you just go up and hump them.
See how silly bubba looks making Sabbath settle down before she chases the ball? It works for like 5 seconds.
At the park, Barney finds frogs in the grass (can you find the frog? Barney can! — click the pic to enlarge)
. . . and chases them into the pond where Sabbath is swimming.
When we get home, Barney is exhausted and collapses in the yard . . .
. . . and watches Sabbath catch her second wind . . .
Peace . . .