My dogs think I am up to something.
If I am overly happy to hand out treats they think I am giving them flea pills. It took two pieces of lunch meat and a piece of bread to get Ellie to swallow a pill Sunday.
If I have on shoes they won't go outside, because they think I am leaving.
If I pick up my purse and the dog gate Ellie hides under the bed. The more dressed up I am the longer she stays under, she can apparently gauge how long I will be gone based on my outfits these days.
If I pick up the spray conditioner and a towel they hide. We all know that means bath time.
Last but not least, if I say it's time for bed they start salivating and licking their lips...because apparently they deserve a cookie for going to bed without a fuss.
So do I want to be the person my dog thinks I am? I already am apparently. They know I'm sneaky.Do they do any of that crazy with Jeremy, nope. They think he can do no wrong.
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