Rosie came in from the yard with her normally white feet and muzzle a medium sort of tan color. Rosie likes to create little dens to lay in, which is to say, Rosie likes to dig.
A conversation ensued. Do understand that this conversation is up for alternate interpretation.
Me: Hello Rosie.
Rosie: *hops and wags* I’m here! Love me! Pet me!
Me: *notices her nose and feet are dirty* You’ve been digging.
Rosie: *sits and looks innocent* No. I’m a good dog.
Me: you have dirt on your nose and feet. You can’t fool me.
Rosie: *looks away briefly then back* I’m a good dog! Love me! Pet me!
Me: a dog with a white nose and paws, and no opposable thumbs should find another vice. This one is not working very well for you.
Rosie: *wags nervously and looks at me* But I love you. I’m a good dog. I don’t mean to dig. The dirt just feels so cool and refreshing when I have a fresh hole. I love you! Really! I do!
Me: *pets her on the head and sighs* You’re a good dog.
Rosie: *turns and walks a few feet toward the family room, stops and turns to make sure I’m following her* Lets go snuggle on the couch!
Admit it people! You do it too! You talk to your dog when no one is around. Or perhaps when people are around.
Kate's Ramblings. 