Room mates and dogs

A friend moved in recently for at least a couple months. Her room mates left and she couldn't find a place in time. Plus the ones that she can afford or sound good will only take "Mormon" room mates. Hazards of living in Utah. Neither of us are. I certainly wouldn't want to live with one.

She was giving me reports on taking the dogs out. The other day I asked if she took them out and she proceeded to tell me they didn't want to walk with her. I had to laugh. She also said all they do is sleep and that she thought dogs that big would be way more active. Little did she know. One day she told me Shika walked out, did her back flop on the grass right off the steps, then turned around and wanted to come back to the apartment. On another occasion Rocky got to the landing between the second and third floor breezeway and proceeded to lay down on her. What lazy mutts I have! I told her get out the hiking boots and backpack and you will see two VERY different dogs!

Last night I was laying on the floor watching something on the computer and Shika proceeded to her spot on the futon. Rocky's decided he also enjoys a good lounge on the same futon. He proceeded to hop up and plop opposite Shika. The look she gave was priceless. "What the heck! Who invited him to MY futon! Aren't you going to do something about this? Why did you bring a boy home, doesn't he know the rules?" I thought it would make a great picture, and make many shake their heads. There I was laying on the floor with my head on the dog bed (love the fresh cedar smell) and the two dogs were sprawled out on the couch like it was perfectly normal.

Ah life with dogs. They continually entertain me and make me laugh. Totally worth it! Keep your children Utah and I will keep my dogs!