“Hey, Tempest. Come help me.”
“What are you doing on that stair?”
“Not sure. I didn’t realize it was a Stairway to Heaven. Now I can’t get down.”
“Man. For the oldest, your setting examples leave a lot to be desired.”
“Well, it could happen to anyone.”
“Sure, it could. Needless to say, you can get down now.”
“I know that. I’m just thinking of hitting the back of the couch.”
“That would be a new position for you.”
“Sarcasm in the classroom.”
“I thought we were going to play. At least that’s what the headline says.”
“I’m resting from my stairway trauma.”
“Well, I’m not in the mood for resting. Come on, let’s play.”
“I’ll be right there. Grab a toy.”
“Okay, but no reneging.”
“I see you got almost everything out.”
“Much better choices that way.”
“I almost have this raccoon where I want him.”
“He looks frightened for sure.”
“One belt to the solar plexus should do it.”
“Hey, hold on. I hear something in the kitchen.”
“What do you hear? Tempeste?”
“Tempeste?”
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Yup, if they hear something in the kitchen, they forget everything else. Have a super day!
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I love the way Tempeste dropped Twiggy like a hot potato.
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😁🐶🐶
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That sure would do it, John. Those two are no fools – FOOD!!
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Food and snooze are very high on the quality of life scale. Thanks, GP
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Tempeste isn’t wasting any time! LOL 🤣😂
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Dropped her sister in a heartbeat. Thanks, Kymber.
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You don’t know what’s at the top of the stairs until you get there. Could have been ice cream.
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So true. Ha ha ha
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Otto has started doing that. The stairs aren’t in the right place, but he climbs them anyway and just stays there.
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Must be in the DNA. 🙂
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These two really have a way of worming themselves into the readers’ hearts, John.
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I’m so glad they do. Thank you, Pat
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💗💞🩷
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I almost missed Twiggy on top of the sofa. That’s camouflage at its best!
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I think that’s why she goes up there. She has some Howard Hughes in her.
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This one made me chuckle. BTW, if hubby hears activity in the kitchen, he comes to check it out with – “what’s ya making?” 😄
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Since I do most of the cooking, that sounds like something I want to do. Thanks, Gwen
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🤣
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😂
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Such funny dogs!
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Thank you, Susie.
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It’s great to see the girls having fun. Tempeste must have been hungrier than Twiggy.
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Not even sure if it was hunger. Just an automatic response to kitchen noise. Thanks, Tim
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😊
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🙂 My emojis quit working
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I had to go back and look for Twiggy on the back of that couch. She blends well. Twiggy–ask Tempest to play hide and seek with you. heheheh. 😉
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Tempeste uses her nose. She does know to leave Twiggy alone when she is on the back of the couch.
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LOL! One little rattle from the kitchen and poof! She’s gone. Fun dialogue, John.
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Yup. So much for playtime. Thanks, Deborah
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I do hope the stairs are not really bothering Twiggy. I see Tempeste’s hearing is very sharp! Good fun with those two! Belly rubs coming their way.
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Thank you for the belly rubs, Noelle. I can’t tell you why she was up there. I think Tempeste had moved the stairs, and that’s when Twiggy decided to make it an issue.
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Those two have a strange and interesting relationship!
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Yes, they do.
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Stairway trauma. Then her sister abandons her for the kitchen. What a rough day! Belly rubs to the girls.
Thanks for the smiles, John.
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Thank you for the belly rubs, Staci.
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Oh, dear. Poor Twiggy is having herself a time of it. Some days, it’s better to just give up, go back to bed, and start over.
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This looked like one of those days for sure.
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I love the stairs for them!
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Yes, they need them. Frenchies should not be jumping.
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I’m sure it wouldn’t do them any good.
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Especially since their body mass is like that of a lead football.
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Those poor fur babies have nothing to play with. 🙂 Love this and the last line. Yep. the rattle from the kitchen trumps playing every time!
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They sure have to do without, don’t they? Thanks, Jan. 😊
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We’re guessing there was some nom, nom, nom activity going on in the kitchen. Always good to check that out personally. Twiggy…how in the world did your stairway get disconnected from your sofa?
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I think Tempeste head butted it away, Miss Monika. I’m sticking with that story. 😀
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Food trumps toys in this house, too, John. Love that photo of Twiggy on the “stairway to heaven!”
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I could not imagine what she was doing up there.
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Food trumps toys in this house, too, John. Love that photo of Twiggy on the “stairway to heaven!”
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It reminded me of a cat in a tree that was afraid to get down. “Stair trauma” indeed! Food is more important than toys.
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Ha ha ha. So true, Jo.
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Young ladies… you truly know how to make the most of an afternoon! xxx
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Thank you, Miss Annette. We do try.
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Haha! Good one, John. Stairway to Heaven. 🤣 Did you see Robert Plant anywhere?
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I did not. 😀 Thanks Pete.
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You have staircases for them to easily get up and down from the sofa. Tempeste and Twiggy are certainly the kings, I mean the queens of the house. They are very cute and that is what matters most.
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They own the place, Thomas. We are merely caretakers. 😀
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Yes as it should be
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😀
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Lovely photo of Twiggy on her ‘Stairway to Heaven’. Food is Top Trumps! Much love to you, Mrs H, Twiggy and Tempeste, dear John. We wish you all a lovely weekend. Xx ❤️
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Thank you, Jane. Love and a beautiful weekend wish to you and Tim
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All the toys, all over the floor. Classic decoration technique for dog owners.
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They start the day in the basket and well….you see how it ends.
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What a life of luxury! What if the kitchen calls happens at the same time as a delivery truck is outside. Which wins?
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The delivery truck is the first priority. Need to bark it to St. Louis before food.
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Wow … bark over food shows the power of the force
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A duty to serve and protect.
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Bond highly recommends the back of the couch – one of his favorite spots. Until he also hears something in the kitchen.
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He knows what he is doing for sure. 😀
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haha Guess a free lunch wins over free play. Cute! 🐶
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Yes, it usually does. Thanks, Michelle.
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What a life they have!
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Yes, they do.
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Ha! Twiggy on the stairs slayed me, John. The Pekinese I had as a teen would have sat there at the top of the stairway to nowhere and cried until somebody came to get her. Hugs.
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I think Twiggy was fixin’ to do the same.
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Stairway trauma is serious, John. 🙂 This is one of your best! And a great ending too! 😂
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Thank you, Lauren. So glad you liked it.
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Poor Twiggy stuck on the stairway to heaven. Those two are delightful, even when attacking the poor raccoon toy.
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Yes, that poor toy. Did you see the worried look on its face?
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I did!
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What a party, dear John! I see some new members of the community.🍤🍤🍤🍻
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Yes, there are a few. Bunny, T-rex, and Miss raccoon, to name a few.
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Oh, what a company!😮 There should be great fun!
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They love them
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Hahaha! The kitchen always wins.
Twiggy, it’s so cute the way you like to sleep on the back of the couch, and it looks big time comfy!
Were you really trapped on the stairway to heaven? Or were you faking Tempeste out?
Tell dad I usually like to visit Sunday, but I have a big day out tomorrow.
Be good you 2!
O🪜 O🪜
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Miss Resa, do I look like someone who would get trapped on a stair to nowhere? I just had to go along with Dad’s story. The back of the couch is my favorite place to be. It is so comfy you wouldn’t believe it. Have a nice day out. Dad says hi. 😊X 😊X
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HIGH!
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(there will be cherry blossoms in High Park soon! I live a few blocks away.)
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Lovely idea, Resa. 🍒X
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Now I have “Hey teacha! Leave them kids alone!” in my head.
As for the example, Twiggy has to be applauded for channeling her inner puppy on occasion. It’s what keeps a girl young.
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I agree.
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😉
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Who wants to compete with sounds from the K?
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No one. Thanks, Ankur.
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These two detectives are so entertaining. 🙂
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So glad you like them, Debby. 😊
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🙂
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