Before I left to come home, my BFF 's dogs went on an barking fest, lol, among other things. Here's what happened moments before I left to come home:
Blue healer lab mix: "Oh, let me bark super loud and spazz out at the glass patio doors because I saw the wind shift direction!"
Jack Russell: "Hey, blue healer lab mix, I never said you could bark, so lemme piss all over your feet because I can."
Miniature poodle mix: Not to be outdone by Jack Russell and blue healer lab mix, says "Hey, lemme sink my teeth into your necks and you can drag me around for a few seconds".
Meanwhile, my pet Lesbian caT (Ms Petunia) sits quietly pretending to not notice anything the dogs are doing to each other, and just yawns meekly, then smiles her famous Cheshire smile and bats her lashes a couple of times.
BUT, little miniature poodle mix has learned to not cross Ms Petunia because the last time they pulled an stunt on her, she she sent them to the vet.
Other than these few spells of behavioral spats between the three dogs, who obviously outnumber my caT, life for all them is copacetic. They're spoiled rotten and loved by my best friend and her family and myself, as well.
