Saturday, May 27, 2006
I'm dogsitting
Bridgie's geriatric pooch while she's off to Manhattan this weekend.
Manhattan, Kansas, that is.
When she brought Missy over yesterday, we took her out in the backyard to meet Pepper, who promptly went nuts.
Before we got Pepper I studied up on keeshonds and read that they are watch dogs but not guard dogs. I didn't quite understand what that meant, but it's clear to me now. It means they'll bark their fool heads off to sound the alert while scrambling away from whatever the potential danger is.
Anyway, now that they've had time to thoroughly sniff each other, they're getting along just fine.
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