While my mom’s in Washington D.C. for a math teacher’s conference, we got to have my dad, brothers, and Duke over for supper last night. When I saw Dukie sprawled out on the floor, I grabbed my camera and got right down with him. It was so cute because his eyes told me exactly what he was thinking. In both my and Ed’s families, the dogs talk. They have their own voices, and they say what’s on their mind. Here are some examples…
Are you going to pet me? Oh, you have the camera again. Great! Now I’ll be on the blob! (He calls the blog a blob.)
Maybe if I just ignore her she’ll go away.
This is getting annoying! Do I have to get up and walk away?
Maybe I’ll just go to sleep instead. Then he took in a breath and let out a big sigh. Dukie does that sometimes when he’s tired or tired of being bothered.
Do your dogs talk to you?