Out of the blue my favorite State Department Diplomat (now retired) has sent in some doggie-treats for both Shadow-dog and Laudie-dog.
As you can see, Shadow-dog is doing his happy-dance in the freshly fallen snow. Laudie-dog doesn’t much care for the snow, but retains her most photogenic happy-smile:
But don’t be fooled. Both are fiercely protective of yours truly. The happy-dance of Shadow-dog is actually a battle drill, seeing if he can be as aggressive in the slippery snow as he is on dry packed soil:
Yes, I should think so. Those paws are about as big as Laudie-dogs whole face. Good thing they are friends.
Meanwhile, I apologize for having disappeared for some time. Sooooo busy doing the priest thing. I love it. There are many emails and comments I have to get to. Sorry if it seems I’ve not been getting to these. No intention to snub anyone. If I were to give a rundown of my day yesterday, absolutely running from 3:00 AM to 7:00 PM it might be more understandable.
Shadow-dog is slightly larger than Laudie-dog. But Laudie-dog is, apparently, smarter than Shadow-dog. She successfully took over Shadow-dog’s wolf-cave. She is just so laughing on the inside at her brilliant pawipulations. Shadow-dog looks bewildered that he’s been had in his own wolf-cave by someone who’s not even a wolf. Laudie-dog has the run of the whole house, so I told her to come out, and she did, happy to show me, however, that she’s definitely top dog. Shadow-dog was content that he had his own kingdom once again.
Mind you, it’s not that Laudie-dog wanted to take over Shadow-dog’s cave. It’s that she wanted to make sure that he’s jealous of his wolf-cave, so that he insists on staying there and is not tempted to cry to have run of the house as well. Hah.
Meanwhile, Shadow-dog is no fool. He plays the game, letting Laudie-dog think that she has tricked him so that she is content now to stay out of his wolf-cave, banished to life outside the wolf-cave. Double HahHah! His bewildered look above is instead a pleading with me to play along with him in his double-reverse ploy. Yes. Fine. I’m good with that.
Meanwhile, they’ve both teamed up to
manipulate me… pawipulate me into thinking that I’m the true landlord of the house. At any rate, everybody’s happy.
I have to wonder how our guardian angels deal with the likes of us. Jesus says that they see the face of God right now, and then… and then… there’s us. Goodness!
Up to now, while playing, only Shadow-dog (truly an over-sized German Shepherd) would cover his ferocious canines while trying to convince the much smaller Laudie-dog to play soccer with the double-handled green ball, or a game of tag. A game of tag consists in tapping the back of the other with a paw and running away. Laudie-dog never played tag, until now. Laudie-dog has come into her own, also covering her canines and, here anyway, getting the upper paw. You can tell from her eyes that this is rather distracting for her. She’s a dumbed-down version, if you will, of a Rhodesian Ridgeback, an African Lion Dog. Unusually, she’s a bit small, but has an amazing ridge even twice as wide as the usual. Her ridge is about four inches wide and stands strait up. Amazing when you see it. I didn’t see it for years, not until Shadow-dog arrived. But now, as I saw, she’s come into her own.
She’s now sleeping next to my chair, as is Shadow-dog. :-)