As if they weren't already spoiled, my neighbor has been slipping doggy biscuits through the fence to Ike and Pearl. Patty is grateful that they keep an eye on her house. I don't mind but, they are getting to be awful mooches. As soon as they see Patty, out in her yard, they run to the fence, whimper and do the "poor neglected doggy" routine. She promptly slips the bikkies to them.
Last night, I heard Patty out there and hollered a "hi" across the fence. The next thing that I knew, Pearl came trotting up, with a new toy in her mouth. A few minutes later, she appeared with a plastic boomerang.
I think that, since her granddaughter moved out and Patty half-retired, she's getting lonely and has adopted my dogs as surrogates. Oh, well I guess that Ike and Pearl can use an extra grandma. Its kind of a reciprocal thing, though - during the weeks that she doesn't work, Patty keeps an eye on our house. Between her and the dogs, I don't worry about daytime burglaries.
Last night, I heard Patty out there and hollered a "hi" across the fence. The next thing that I knew, Pearl came trotting up, with a new toy in her mouth. A few minutes later, she appeared with a plastic boomerang.
I think that, since her granddaughter moved out and Patty half-retired, she's getting lonely and has adopted my dogs as surrogates. Oh, well I guess that Ike and Pearl can use an extra grandma. Its kind of a reciprocal thing, though - during the weeks that she doesn't work, Patty keeps an eye on our house. Between her and the dogs, I don't worry about daytime burglaries.
