Monday, June 29, 2009

It's A Dog's Life

Daughter and son-in-law are gone for a couple of days to attend a reunion of his side of the family. We're dogsitting our two granddogs while they're away.

Tucker is a Cardigan Welsh Corgi and Maisy is a Golden Retriever. They are both suffering terribly and missing their home.

Tucker is stretched out by the back door, not because he's waiting for his parents to come back and rescue him but because it's the coolest spot in the house. And with that fur coat he has to wear, he needs a cool spot.

This is Maisy, sound asleep, in the busiest traffic area of the kitchen. As you can see, she's very upset and full of anxiety.

Our dog, Zoey, is saying, "Will somebody please open the door so I can get outta here? I'm not used to having so much company."


RuthieJ said...

Dogs are so funny aren't they? I'm glad your granddogs are enjoying their visit!

Mama Pea said...

Hi, Ruthie - The dogs are gone home now but they left all kinds of "calling cards" in the yard (ahem) and lots of hair for me scattered all over the house. (So I wouldn't forget them, I suppose.)

Chicken Mama said...

Is that a little resentment I hear in your voice, Grandma?


Mama Pea said...

Chicken Mama - Duh . . . huh? Resentment? In what way? What did I say? I'm clueless.

Oh, oh, oh! You mean what I said in reply to Ruthie's comment! No, I wouldn't say it was resentment at all. Just a fact of a dog's life. Hair and poop. Some have more than others. Hair, I mean. Well, I suppose poop, too, in some instances!