Do your people ever come home smelling like other animals? If they do, do you feel all sad like I do? I am left alone to guard the house. I am usually such a good boy, and I love my Lady so. Why oh why does she need to go out and spend time with others?
Recently she has come home smelling like this:
duck! My very favourite food in the whole wide world. This is Daffy, formally Pandora, being held by Lady's coworker. As you may recall, Lady has a client doing some volunteer work at an animal sanctuary called Big Sky Ranch. Some family had gotten Pandora (who turns out to be a boy) as a pet and realized ducks just pee where they want to. Daffy is now being loved at the Ranch.
There was also cat. This picture was taken by Lady's client (he loves to take her picture and has thousands of her she is sure!). She is petting a cat whose name she doesn't know. She said he/she was the perfect mix of her angels Baggy and Nin. She wanted to bring him home!
Then on Good Friday she came home smelling like another cat and a dog who had been sprayed by a skunk. The dog is being looked after by a friend, but is looking for a new home as his owner's circumstances have unfortunately changed. Lady didn't take a picture but said the dog looked so much like angel Loki she wanted to just bring him home. The Man was there to stop her or we would be a 3 dog house. When she has me to love why would she need more?
When Lady comes home with these smells, I sniff her all over to show my disapproval. She can barely walk as I am sniffing her. This picture is her trying to get into the house, but my nose wouldn't get off her. Hailey joined me in the sniffing, but got over it quickly.
What do you do when your peeps come home smelling like traitors? Do you show them your disapproval?
A very good but sad Phod