December 17th 2009 8:24 pm
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with Dixie. Just a little. Until she growled. The grump.
When we run outside to do our business, Dixie runs out first. Then she stops, turns, and gives me a "play bow". But I'm too excited to notice. I run right past her.
So the Dad has been trying to get us to play under the blankets when he gets home. Dixie and I both like to chew at blankies. When the Dad comes home and goes into the bedroom to change his clothes, Dixie and I jump up on the bed. The Dad tosses the blanket over the pup that's closest. Then he tries to get the other pup to play with the pup wigglin' under the blanket.
Usually I'm under the blanket. But today Dixie was. I actually started to bite at the blanket, started to play. But then I heard grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... OOPS! Make up my mind... do you wan to play or don't 'cha? Sheeesssh...
''Wimmin'' .......sigh... never will understand 'em !!