I get no respect. I work hard, so when I sit down to eat to a simple sandwich for lunch I expect a little privacy. Apparently, Twiggy doesn’t think I deserve the privacy or the sandwich.
Twiggy is a really intense dog. She loves to play ball or tug or anything else and when she does, she is completely focused on whatever the game is — she has injured herself for the game.
There are very few times in a day that she ever likes to cuddle. One of those times is if you have food. Sometimes, she is very friendly … too friendly.
Yesterday, I was doing some work and having a sandwich. Twiggy went from sitting in front of to coming up on the couch and staring at me, to pawing my arms and laying on my chest. She finally did get the sandwich.
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August 10th, 2005 at 9:40 am
She’s so cute!
BTW… that’s not gray hair I see in your goatee, is it? Nah… must be the light reflection. Yeah, that’s it!
Oh… and what’s up with using Flickr? Just testing? I’d think you’d be a diehard .Mac user!
August 10th, 2005 at 9:08 pm
Um … that’s not gray hair! I … um … had a donut before the picture was taken
August 10th, 2005 at 11:21 pm
Gotta love dogs…mine always look at me like they are starving and I never feed them when ever I eat…but I am a hard ass and will not give any of mine….BUT my husband is another matter. He is forever giving them treats and food off his plate. No wonder they are getting a bit tubby!
August 11th, 2005 at 8:36 am
Yeah, I’m a bit of a softy when it comes to giving the dog treats. We don’t feed her at the table — and she knows that — but anywhere else is fair game for me