December 17, 2008

White Dog has 11 toys and chewies spread across our relatively small living room. I mentioned that it would be a good idea to put some things back in the toy basket and she responded by bringing out an old rawhide that was Max's when he and my nephew, Rob, lived here (it has been almost a year). When Steve stepped hard on cow hoof chewie and winced with pain, my "Clean Up" suggestion became an order...and the stubborn Eskie dug in! Since she would not put things away Steve started to pick up her stuff. This sent White Dog into a fit of barking and grabbing at what Steve held. When he put Lambie in the basket, White Dog went right behind him and brought the toy back to the living room. So now Lambie sits on the table where White Dog knows not to touch it...but she is sitting as close as possible, staring, and whining. Meanwhile the other toys are forgotten (and left for Steve to clean up! Better be careful, Little Miss, Santa is watching!