Alayne was fixing up the crates in Kelly’s Cottage the other night, putting in fresh bedding and fluffing it up for the "burrowers" (i.e., the Dachshunds) and the "mounders" (the ones who like to pull all their bedding into a mound, arrange it just so, and then lie down on it). I was bringing dogs into the cottage while Alayne was doing this, and I looked over to see a Beagle face sticking out of a pile of bedding she’d set aside.
That’s deaf Stuart, hoping we wouldn’t notice him lurking under there, hiding next to his girlfriend Birdie. Stuart loves Birdie, and he is always grooming her. He especially likes licking her ears. This drives her crazy after, say, 10 minutes or so of constant tongue-in-ear. She finally says, "Enough already!" and then gets up in a huff and walks away from him. (Some guys just never learn.)
Stuart stayed buried under the bedding while I went back to the house to get the camera. I took the photo, and then promptly extracted him from underneath the pile and carefully placed him in his crate for the night. Birdie gave Stuart a furtive "nice try" glance as I carried him past her.
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One of our blog readers asked for a photo of blind Widget upon her return. Well, I tried to get her up for a "I have returned!" stance, her little bowlegs a-flexin’ and her tail a-bobbin’, but she wasn’t interested. She was doing what she does best, which is sleeping, and asked only that we wake her in time for dinner. So here she was this afternoon, sacked out in the living room:
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