My friend Josie came out Sunday night for the family birthday celebration. Although she has no pets of her own, Josie's awfully tolerant of our spoiled and demanding pack, allowing Jack a nice snuggle as Ali Ali looks on.
Ali Ali's motto is "It's all about me!" and he really can't bear to see Jack getting all the attention and so . . .
. . .he moves in, becoming impossible to ignore. Except that Jack does, hanging on to his place in Josie's lap . . .
. . . and when Ali Ali, aka 'The Brat,' has been forcibly removed, Jack abides, with a sweet paw-embrace of Josie's leg.
One night at our house, Josie says, fills her need for canine companionship for weeks. Not to mention leaving her covered with dog hair.
As I said, she's a really good sport.
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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