Barry and I are doggie-sitting for Jane and Brian’s two little angels for the weekend… and it’s kind of funny how they haven’t stopped talking since they got here:
"Mornin' Pops!"
"Sorry, Grandma... you're out!"
"Grandma's out. We're in!"
"I'm gonna stare at this ball 'til you take us to the park."
"I'm gonna let my little sister do all the work."
"Now I'm gonna BOUNCE this ball 'til you take us to the park."
"OK then. I'm gonna STARE at you."
"When's Grandma gonna just CHUCKIT!"
"I thought she'd never do it..."
"Do it again. Please. Pretty please..."
"Now you've got the idea!"
"I think Grandma & Pops are enjoying this. Yes?"
"WHA..."
"It's MINE."
"Don't even think about it..."
"Can someone tell him to THROW it..."
"Hey... these kids are easy to teach!"
"OK. I need my beauty sleep... "
Ah… I wonder who’s in control here!?
Do I really need to answer that?
These pups have our hearts… hook, line and CHUCKIT!
My puppies? Spoiled!? No way…
Thanks for taking such great care of your grandpuppies!!!
They are definitely a couple of Lucky Pups to have such grandparents! As much as I’m good at reading my own, I’ve always wished I could have one day with them where they spoke our language. It would be interesting to find out if I know them as well as I think