When I first got her, Bingo wasn't one to follow me around. Now, she's near me wherever I am. Here she is on her bed under my craft table in my office:
Tabby was driving me crazy. I moved my house plants in front of the window in my office for the winter, and he kept crawling into them. *sigh* What I realized was that it wasn't the plants he was enthralled with; he wanted to be able to look out the window. So I set 2 boxes up in front of the window, where he is now happily planted for much of the day.
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| Zzzzz . . . . |
If not on her bed in my office, Bingo is on her bed just outside:
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| Zzzzz . . . . |
Outside on our walk:
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| Hullo. |
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| She's usually pretty good about now wrapping the leash around the trees! |
Bingo sees something & has that focused faraway look:
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| Furrowed brow. Whatcha lookin' at, Bingo? |
This:
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| The neighbors across the street have a new boxer, not very old. I've never seen him off the lead and I don't think he goes into the house. Mail Gal Tessa stopped by & gave him some treats. |
In the meantime, on our way down the driveway to the house:
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| *sniff* |
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Whatcha lookin' at, Bingo?
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| Tabby on his way back. |
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| Tabby heading back in. |
Another day, another walk:
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| In the back yard, Tabby & Bingo. |
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| Overlooking the lake. |
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| Paw lift. |
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| Tabby scratches on a branch, blending in with all the winter browns. |
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| Whatcha lookin' at, Bingo? |
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| Hullo. |
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| Straining to sniff something, & I'm not letting her lead me around all those little twiggy trees! |
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| Hullo. |
So that was our week. Normal and quiet. No running off! All is well. :-)
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