April 13th 2009 9:20 am
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What Phoebe needs to understand... indeed, what she needs to be made to understand is that, when you are a 78-pound Gordon setter who, at his own request, spends most of his days in the great outdoors, you are unlikely to consider the indoors a place to play. The indoors is a place to grab a quick bite and a very long and well deserved nap. The indoors is for quiet time.
Outside, I will happily jump and prance (well, maybe not prance exactly) and cavort and tree any cat wishing to be treed. I will sniff yours, and you may sniff mine, and then we can both run around in circles till we puke.
But I do not come inside to have my head pounced upon. That is my bottom line. I don't even come inside to have my paws licked (though I must say that that was somewhat more endearing than Phoebe's usual attempts to interact with me).
So come on, Phoebe... Let's just step outside, shall we?
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