My half sister, Wink, came to stay with us for 2 weeks last month, (July 18 - Aug 2), while her mom went home to Idaho to visit family. It was so much fun around our house!! Wink and I got to run around the back yard, roll around the grass, chase balls, dad would throw bones and balls for us to chase and bring back to him, (sometimes).
Most times our most favorite game was - "you have my toy and I want it NOW", or "keep away" .
Yea you know what those games are. We also invented new games on our own, like run at top speed, then dive under the coffee table on our stomach with all four paws straight out to our sides and slide out the other side, we called that the "slip and slider". Sometimes the one in the back would go fast enough to PUSH the one in the front through the other side of the coffee table.
Sometimes Roudy would try to join us in play, but we were always to rough and wore her out to quickly. Mom said she was too old to be playing that way with us young kids. Roudy always needed to lay down and nap a lot during the day while we played. She's 11 years old.
Sometimes when we got a little too out of hand, mom would say "OK, kennel". And we would both jump into one kennel together. If we were lucky she would let us stay in the one kennel together. One time, we got a little too rough in the kennel and the side popped off. We just stood there. We knew not to leave the kennel or mom would be mad, but she wasn't, she just put the side back on and then put me back into my own kennel by myself.
Mom and dad said taking walks with two dogs and one person was a real challenge, since we always seemed to want to get tangled up. I'm a right side walker and Wink is a left side walker, unless we start sniffing. What's the problem??
Wink said the best part about our house was Sunday evenings. And I agree. Because that's when we get Frosty Paws. Frosty Paws are a doggy version of ice cream cups - YUMMY. At first Wink wasn't so sure how to eat hers. But Roudy and I were wolfing ours down and she caught on real fast that this is "good stuff", then she couldn't wait until the next Sunday for Frosty Paws night. It was a sad day when mom had to pack up all of Winks stuff so she could go home to her mom. Our house was so quiet without that little puppy around. Wink is only 8 months old and I hope I taught her a few good things to get her through life. I love my little half-sister.
Until the next post, remember to hold those tails high and proud.
