A couple of photos from today. The dogs have it so rough here at the Holley Pack House. If you asked Beck and Cassius if their life was rough, how do you think they would answer? I know Beck would begin my saying that her life has been horrible ever since December of 2004 because that was when we brought home another puppy. She would then start complaining about how she doesn't have enough access to the
Internet to complete her online PhD studies. And continue on her rant that no one pets her enough and she doesn't get enough time with the chuck it. Dang, she is a demanding dog. Cassius would say that he doesn't have enough squeaky toys, but the four
Cuz toys in the toy box would state otherwise. Cassius would also say how unfair it is that when we leave him and Beck running loose in the house we close our bedroom door so he can't jump up and take a nap on his down comforter.
I don't know, but I think they have it pretty good.
"Holy crap am I bored. I need more toys"
"Why don't you quit taking photos and go buy me a better bed. A Heavenly Bed from Nordstrom would be appreciated."
"While you are taking these ridiculous photos I could be finding a cure for cancer, imbecile!"
"I guess I'll just nap and the cure can wait."
1 comment:
Oh, the life of one of your dogs. I think I should come and help them learn to cope with these trials you put upon them. Besides--they would love to see Grandma. Love to keep up with the Holley Pack. Miss all of you.
Mom
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