Otis and Oliver sit in the front room window. If Otis see's something he thinks I need to come check out, (kitty, mailman, neighbor, leaf) he comes to whatever room I'm in and "tells" me about it. This consists of growls and whines. It's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen and of course, I really get him goin by asking him what it is, is it a kitty?
__________________ ~Paula~ proud mommy of
~Otis  (yorkie) & Oliver  (shih-poo) |