Last year when the neighbors' dog nosed his way through the fence I was very annoyed. Especially since the fence slat he nosed over was nailed up on our side and made completely inaccessible by our forsythia bushes. This year I might just change my mind. Audrey has fallen in love with that dog. She spends every second I allow her to be outside hidden away in the forsythias talking to him (or her... I'm not quite sure which). She has created a little dug-out in the bushes and has set up camp back there. She has dragged all her toys back there and she just sits and plays in the dirt, talking to the dog. Today I found her outside with Roxy's bowl of catfood feeding him. (I hope catfood isn't dangerous to dogs. I think she only gave him a few pieces. Yikes! That would be bad.) And for some unexplainable reason, Audrey has super-human strength and is able to open our shed door. Neither of the other girls can get it open so I have never bothered locking it. She has gone in the shed and gotten all of the balls she could find in there and thrown them to the dog. He obliges her by playing fetch and bringing them back to her. I'm sure the neighbors wonder where the 20 croquet balls and 15 tennis balls suddenly came from. I think it's hilarious. The chances of us ever getting a dog are really slim, so I'm glad she has her little 'goggy' friend.
The missing slat in our fence
Audrey playing fetch with the 'goggy'
7 comments:
That is hilarious! Which house is that? It must not be one that borders our backyard too, or Parker would be outside all day doing the same thing. Audrey's so cute!
Oh that is so sweet! I love how it is her own little world tucked away. Just Audrey and her dog.
Yeah for blogging! We are together again by long lost cuz!
OK, I'm glad someone loves that dog. Ever been on a walk on the busy road and have that same dog pop up over the fence out of nowhere, barking incessantly, practically coming over the fence and scare you out of your mind? Ya-we love that dog too! I'm glad she has something she loves so much. She just needs to keep him preoccupied whenever I am walking by! :)
p.s. I called and the meals next week should now be coming on the right day!
No worries about dog's eating cat food. They love it! It's gotta have better flavor since cat's are so darn picky about what they eat. My parents dogs would rather have the cat food over their own food any day. Audrey can come over and play with our puppies any time she wants. Of course they may lay her out and lick her to death! They love kids so much and rarely get to play with them.
Sarah, that is my idea of a pet. All the joy and fun for kids, no poop to clean up. Plus your dad would not object to that! Leave it to Audrey. But you may want to either give up on crocett. (is that spelled right?) As far as the cat food, Roxie is so fiesty that I think she can take care of any food that she thinks she needs!
If you really really want a dog, I have just the one for you! She is smart, house trained and very loving. Plus she will keep your floors nice and clean, no more sweeping up lunch crumbs. Just let me know.
Robyn - It's belongs to the next-door neighbors on the other side. Too bad Parker can't get in on the dog-lovin' fun. You should send him through the fence sometime to come play. Audrey would love that!
Ali - I know what you mean about that dog scaring the living daylights out of you. He jumps right up on the shed and looks over the fence, barking his head off as you walk by. Freaky for sure. But... now I know he's really quite docile. I still wish he wouldn't bark so much though.
Brittany - we'll have to have her come play with your puppies. My poor kids are pet-deprived. All we have is Roxy, the unlovable cat. The kids don't even care if they get plowed over. My sister's dog knocks Audrey down all the time and she still loves her.
Jill - NICE TRY!!! Wait... maybe you could bring her over, have her vacuum the floors, run around the backyard for a while, and then take her back home. As long as she's not here when Ryan comes home we should be golden. :)
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