Saturday SlobberLove

pensiveSometimes on Saturday, after we awaken from a satisfying Autumn nap in our favorite air-our-privates-out position, we are shocked back into reality by our next door neighbor Hank, the three thousand pound lab who we suspect eats beagle mixes our size for appetizers, we are stopped in our tracks with the realization that no matter how much tough guy posturing we do, there is a strong possibility that we will never be able to keep our homestead 100% safe.

Yours In Scream Barking,
Litte Big Man

7 Comments on "Saturday SlobberLove"

  1. PJ says:

    There is no ultimate security, Cooper, but scream barking is highly recommended by most security experts. There is love, however, and clearly the light is loving the exquisite curve of your doggie ear. And space is loving the way your long white whiskers make elegant use of it.

  2. I suspect Cooper is a perfect alarm, like his pal Jack.

    • Cupcake Murphy Cupcake Murphy says:

      If, by alarm, you mean lunatic, then YES he is the perfect alarm. In his most paranoid moments he has barked at hummingbirds (not that I blame him.)

  3. Coop photographs so beautifully up close. I’m jealous.

  4. midlyfemama says:

    I don’t know what I would do if I got to answer the door with absolutely no accompaniment from the schnauzers. Maybe actually hear the person at the door.

    I did some deep deep cleaning yesterday, in locations that have not seen such cleaning in a while. I found evidence of our dearly departed beagle, 2 years since he passed. That stuff just sticks around.