“Dad threw the soccer ball out here.”
“I see that. What do you want to do with it?”
“Gee, I don’t know. Maybe chase it?”
“Sounds like work.”
“Nice kick. Now we need to go get it.”
“You go ahead. Kick it back to me.”
“Um. You sure you want to play?”
“I’m just turning my back to give a degree of difficulty.”
“As you can see, it’s still there.”
“Yeah. I don’t think it is self-propelled. The last one to the chaise is a dirty dog.”
“Ha, you need to take a bath.”
“Sush not so loud. Mom might hear you.”
“Now isn’t this much nicer than getting sweaty chasing a ball?”
“You’ll get no argument from me.”
“Ahhhh. Love the shade.”
“And the chaise.”
“Wait. Did you hear that?”
“You mean the sound of falling kibble.”
“Okay, so the soccer game wasn’t happening.”
“But the roar of the kibble is certainly worth paying attention to. Why is this door still closed.? Give a whine, Twiggy. That usually gets results.”
It sounds hot there. No one seems to want to run and play. 🙂 — Suzanne
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It was relativel cool. These two had just done a run around the yard and so when it came time to take photos they decided to take a rest. Thanks, Suzanne.
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A lovely lawn, great sunshine, and happy dogs … what more could you want? Have a great day, John 🙂
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That about wraps it Harmony. Thank you, Harmony. Have a great one yourself. 😁
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So sweet! Sometimes it takes a while to get re-adjusted to the hot weather. Great post, John!
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Yes it does, Jill. Thank you.
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Looks nice and relaxing. I’m definitely with Lucy.
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Thanks, Charles.
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Thursday joy from your girls, John. So appreciated. ❤
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Thank you, Jane. 😁
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Thanks for another day in the life of Lucy and Twiggy. I enjoyed it!
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Thank you for letting me know, Liz.
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You’re welcome, John.
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Haha the roar of the kibble – that’s good. Our cats used to come running whenever they heard the can opener. Lucy and Twiggy are always entertaining, John!
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Thank you, Barbara.😁
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The girls got a bit lazy today. Is it very hot?
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No it is actually cool. I have a video of them racing around the yard but when it came time for the photos they were ready for a rest. Alfred Hitchcock when accused of saying actors are cattle, corrected the accuser. “I never said actors are cattle. I said actors should be treated like cattle.”
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hahaha, yes he didn’t have much respect for them, did he?!!
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That chaise looks like a perfect spot to read.
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It is the perfect spot till the temps hit 100. That won’t be for a while yet.
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Good to see Twiggy learning from the master.
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Hahaha. Thanks, Dan. 😊
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Lucy has a bit of a Yoda look going for her, no offense intended.
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None taken. Thanks, Dan
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You know I have a soft spot f
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😊
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For Lucy
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Aw. 😊
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Always love to hear about the adventures of Lucy and Twiggy.
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Thanks, Mark. 😁
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I know from experience that a dog might be deaf as a post, but when he hears the rattling sound of food, he comes running! These two are too cute — have you invested yet in one of those toys that moves of its own volition? Bet they’d have something to say over that!
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I’ve seen those but no. We still have the old fashioned kind that just sit until activated. 😁
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My dad’s neighbors used to come running when they’d hear him pop the lid off a beer bottle, even if he was standing inside, next to the refrigerator. Sensitive, those guys — sort of like the girls.
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Hahahaha. I’ll bet he liked that they had good ears. Thanks, Linda.
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Sounds about right for Texas in the summer.
“You move.”
“No, you move.”
“Don’t sit so close.”
*snarl*
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Hahahaha. I think you have it.
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Always so special…thank you, John and Ladies.
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Thank you, Billy Ray. 😁
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I’ve missed seeing the girls while I was offline. They had an eventual day. Thanks for the smile, John!
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Thanks for letting me know ou enjoyed it, Mae.
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One of the great tragedies of a dog’s life is that soccer balls do not kick themselves.
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So true, Greg.
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The chase was abandoned for the chaise. Smart babies! 🙂
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Good one Lori. Thanks 😁
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Twiggy just doesn’t seem to want to learn from Lucy’s wisdom.
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No not at all. She wants to make her own mistakes.
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And repeat them?
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Of course. She is a student of Obama.
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Amazing the influence the man has.
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So true.
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Haha! The sound of the falling Kibble. Those two are smart. BTW, when will Twiggy be full grown? How old are the girls now?
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Twiggy is a little over two years so she is fully grown right now. Lucy is twelve. Thanks, Jennie.
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Why did I think that Twiggy would grow to be the size of Lucy and dear Bailey? Well, we were Lab lovers (still are), and we brought in a new pup when our dog was much older. Wonderful years.
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Tqiggy does keep Lucy on her toes for sure. 😊
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🙂
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I like Twiggy’s new name, Tqiggy.
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Really, autocorrect? Have you lost your brain? I think you owe Twiggy an apology. 😀
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Yes I did. Thank you Ms. Jennie. 😁
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Haha! 😅
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Not too active soccer players those two, aren’t they?
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A little on the slow side I would say.
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😉
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Always an enjoyable romp with these two. Have a great Thursday, John.
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You as well, Dale although it is almost over. 😁
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Still good 😉
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❤️
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💖
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Ha! That’s my kind of soccer game. Thanks for another delightful visit with the pups, John. Hugs on the wing!
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Thank you, Teagan.
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Chase -0 | Chaise -2. These two have a rough life.
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Hahaha. Thanks, Craig.
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These two are adorable, even if they’re no Ronaldo:).
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Hahaha. Thanks, Kristine.
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The whine of a baby always gets results. Lucy is on to it! 😀 Great dialogue, John.
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So true, Gwen. Twiggy knows the best whine too. 😁
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The yard looks great, John. Lucy and Twiggy know you and mom so well, and they know how to get their way, too.😂
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They do, Vashti. Thank you.
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Amazing how dogs can hear the roar of the kibble through doors and walls. What ears!
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Ten miles a way too. Thanks, Noelle.
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Well, the roar of falling kibble beats out a soccer ball any day!
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For sure. Thanks, Jan
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Looks like the perfect day to be outside. Cute pics!
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It was beautiful. Thanks, Denise.
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LOL! I think they could hear that kibble dropping from a block away. A whine sometimes works for me too. 😀
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I’ll bet it does. Thanks, Deborah. 😂
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‘A goal for Friday’ at Twiggy’s resort at the great John’s yard. 🙂
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Hahaha. Thanks, Maria.
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🙂 Always at your service! 🙂
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😁
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They make such a brilliant team.
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Thank you, Marc. 😊
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I love them
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Me too. Thanks, Marc.
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A whine certainly does get results, John. My dad’s cat has taken to waiting outside the kitchen window and crying until I let her in for cuddles in the morning.
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Smart cat. I’m sure the cuddles are great. 😁
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