Thursday, January 20, 2011
Down, Riley, Down!
This is Riley, my great-granddog. My 21 year old granddaughter, Ashley, got her when she was no bigger than a handful and just a few weeks old. Riley thinks she's still a boxer pup, and she tries to climb in your lap. She hears, "Down, Riley, Down!" quite often. She has a new bunk mate, a white boxer named Mack. They snuggle and entwine their legs when they sleep. Each has his or her own bed, but Riley thinks Mack is her play toy. She is a bit high strung and he is exactly the opposite.
Mack is having a wonderful calming effect on her. Look at him snoozing with his head on his back!
They are both happy to be indoors after frolicking in the snow. We received about five inches, but twenty miles west, they received nearly a foot.
Why is it when dogs and children are sleeping they always seem more precious?
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