I may or may not get home today in time to get some photos before dinner time, so I thought I'd get a couple of shots this morning before I left. I wasn't really going for quality so much as painting a picture of the sendoff I get in the mornings. When I leave the house at o'dark-thirty to go to work, I get a mixed farewell from the girls.
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| Yeah, bye, whatever. Would you turn that light off, please? Abby isn't one for getting off the couch once she's settled. |
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| Hey Mom - what's in the lunch bag? I think I smell a sandwich in there. I like sandwiches. And Dad doesn't ever feed us or give us treats or anything.... (That is totally untrue, BTW. Other than the part about Fi liking sandwiches. And there being a half a sandwich in the bag.) |
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| Okay, fine. You can give me kisses before you leave. I'll even let you photograph me. Because I am The Good Dog. Unlike that lazy lunk of a sister of mine on the couch.... |
Day 268/365.
*Great Kibble Provider (GKP) is also known as the office. I got the phrase from one of my crazy dog lady friends and I like it.
Ya gotta do whatcha gotta do to bring home the bones!
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
Yes - it does have a certain je ne sais quoi ;-)
ReplyDeleteKhyra pretends to miss me aussi -
Signed,
One of your crazy dog lady friends
P.S. Khyra is so happy I'm not as gifted camerarily - she'd never get to nap in peace!