Caesar thought he had it bad with Brute
Is it because it’s summer? Are the dogs taking over the world? Are they planning a coup? Are they banning together to
form a cabal?
The Sister’s have no idea what to think of this behavior. I have owned many, many dogs most of whom had weird idiosyncrasies. Hugh adored bunny slippers. No one was allowed to touch Shirley’s feet. Sophie always sat like a lady. Bytor hid hotdogs and donuts in shoes. Molly refused to eat alone. But until now, I seriously thought Roscoe the Idiot Dog was the only dog in canine history to sit on the kitchen table.
Ava’s Girl sent this picture today.
Please say hello to Rockett O’Reilly, better known as Rocky, who lives at the Louis Compound. To the best of our knowledge, neither Rocky or Roscoe have ever met. But what do we know? Perhaps they have a long friendship wherein they keep in touch by some sort of dog telepathy or a Twilight Bark system like they used in 101 Dalmatians. Hell, they may be using cell phones or Internet connections while we’re at work.
Kelli, we urge you to keep an eye on Max.
This is how empires crumble.
Et tu, Rocky? Et tu?
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