|What...?!!?? I'm just trying to keep you safe...what are you laughing at???|
Liz brought Ren down today. Landlord problems...they are going to be moving soon I guess.
Anyhow, she was noodling around the kitchen, enjoying lots of pets, and driving Gil (in his crate) up the wall.
Suddenly she began to bark frantically, with her little, white muzzle pointed toward the chair in the corner.
"OMG, OMG, Woof woof, woof," (there is a photo of a border collie on the tin I keep my garden seeds in.) "OMG!! Strange dog, strange dog!!! Alarm, alarm!"
And what unusual visual capabilities for a canine.
We have had dogs that watched TV. Mike did and tried to bite all the bad guys, especially those with guns. There are still scars on the screen of the one Ralph watches, from him saving us from evil.
But to recognize a photo on a metal can.... unprecedented among dogs I've been around.
She is lying under the table right now, growling and grumbling at it.