Last night I was deep into the newly posted CotV (a shameless plug for Meryl's ass-o-rama) when I noticed the dog bed and Harley were not in the room. Out in the hall a large green dog bed was buffeting from wall to wall.
"Arrrr grrrr nnnh arrrfff squeak! squeak! squeak! arrrrrggg."
"Harley!"
The bed froze then slowly crept away from the direction of my voice...like a demented faux suede turtle it banged down the hall, took a left into the guest room...snagged to a stop on a chair leg. The culprit bounded out...spun around... pulling a neat half gainer landing flat on his back in the bed...squeaky toy in mouth. Pure pup joy. That was funny enough. Then I saw Zoe and Moll peering over the top of the stairs...eyes as wide as plates. I lost it...when I stopped laughing I grabbed the camera.
Harley ... maybe should
change his name to HARPO.
:)
I love your "better a witty fool than a foolish wit" image. Nice colors to work around. Wish I could do that! Yea, reading the blog too but mostly just out and about window shopping
Posted by: meg at January 23, 2003 11:54 AMI see Harley, like most pups, doesn't much care about the difference between UP and DOWN.
Posted by: fredf at January 23, 2003 02:42 PMThanks Meg...happy shopping.
Fred: Yeah...or the difference between wet and dry.
Up, down, wet, dry ...
there _is_ a difference?
:)