Not like Tucker
This a.m. I had been up early tracking down Fox outside. It was raining hard and my husband had put the dog out earlier. Fox is old, mostly blind and his rear end isn't working right.....plus he's never been good about getting out of the rain. Once I found him, got him dried off and settled in the house, I went back to bed. I felt some dog crawl on the bed with me.....heavy, so probably Jack. Body goes down, head ends up on my pillow in front of my face. OK, it is Jack. I drift off to sleep only to be awakened by gentle kisses on my nose. I kiss back and try to go back to sleep. This time kisses on my eyes. I tell him how sweet he is but nose and eye kisses are a cat trait, not a sheepdog trait. Next a giant paw comes crashing down painfully on my nose.........never insult a sheepdog by calling him a cat. |
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 That's right!! |
Learned your lesson the hard way  |
Oh how funny...at least from a distance...  |
| Funny, but ouch! |
| Gotta luv that paw wacking OUCH |
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| ROTFLMAO How funny! |
 You've made a good point!!!!
How's your nose? Marianne and the boys |
| Ouch...I feel your pain.... |
| LMAO |
| I needed that giggle! Sorry that it was at yuour expense |
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