

She tolerated these insults with dignity, but eventually realized her status had to be explained to the mutt, and delivered a sharp swat across the nose to make her point. Since he was only a dog after all, the lesson had to be repeated.
Finally an agreement was reached. She would tolerate occasional sniffing, maybe one lick, and his attendance at a respectful distance when she strolled her domain. In return, he was allowed to exist, and upon the occasion she wished to run, chase her for a few steps.



I think she is enjoying this power a bit too much.
LOL--our eight cats have to share the house with an IW, Afghan hound, and white GS/husky mix! Check out my blog at www.connectingtonature.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Nanci
I bet you never have a boring day! LOL!
ReplyDeleteNever. Your Finn is darling. I love the snow nose picture!
ReplyDeleteMe too! I've been trying to get a good nose photo for a long time. Love that nose!
ReplyDeleteI have always loved Afghans, I knew one growing up, Alfie, who was wonderful.