Whitney |
Neighborhood dog Bracken's owners held a dinner party the other night. This party was no exception, all the 'four-leggers' attended.
Sensing the festive atmosphere all the 'four-leggers' were geared up for an evening of fun.
Because of work, I was the last to arrive. Whitney and Stanley greeted me in the driveway with obvious excitement. When I looked into their eyes, I heard, "Hurry up. Let's party." After that was said the two quickly ran to the other dogs, letting them know I had finally arrived.
Tucker left whatever he was tending to, and hurried to my side. Being the stately gentleman that he is, he escorted me to the party.
Stanley |
Whitney and Stanley, the smallest and youngest of the four, were unstoppable in their partying. Chasing each other round and round the yard, occasionally slowing down to track an unsuspecting chipmunk that had scooted through the yard.
Bracken and Tucker |
As Tucker watched the two fast moving kids fly by him, I sensed he was happily cheering his two friends on.
As the party wound down, I knew each dog would sleep well and have good dreams.
Whitney was the last guest to leave, and believe me that took some coaxing; she was ready to stay and party on.
The next morning Whitney and I had planned to sleep in. Sleeping quite soundly I suddenly was awakened by something damp and cold standing on my head: Stanley! I opened my eyes and looked into his eyes staring down at me and heard, "Surprise Auntie Dar, I'm here for the day." So much for sleeping in today.
After I fed the dogs, both were slow moving and lazy all morning.
That's what happens when you party hearty, kids.
So long, I'll see you soon!
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