Seamus:* GOT IT!* got it got it got it got it!* Oh.* You meant "sit"?* Like, really "sit"?* Shea plunks to ground.
Flynn:* "GOT IT! got it got it got it get outta muh way whoevever you are sorry I hadda trample all over ya Scamp, but I got a job tuh do!"* Flynn leaps into mom's face.* Paws first.
Mom says:* "HUHT!!* All down!"
All go down in a sit.* Flynn's eyes go ablaze... "She's got the ball... she got the BALL!"* JUMP!
Mom throws... it goes awry... Scamp does a "carpe diem" and gathers the rubber ball in his little mouth and marches into the house with it.* "So THERE!!"
The rest of us are left wondering what game to play next...
Seamus and Flynn
[email protected] that!
Oh, Angus would be right there with them, eyes ablaze and all! He loses his mind on a very regular basis. Much more regularly than we'd all like.
Connie and "The Boys":
Angus, Yellow Lab, CGC, RE, CD
Simon, d.b.a. Flat Coated Retriever, CGC, RE, CD
Gone ahead, but forever in my heart:
Crash, Pit Bull x Rottweiler x Golden Retriever
uh, that would be Happy, Joy & Zoe. LOL ;D
Linda and Zoë, the Umlaut
♣ Laura ♣