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Originally Posted by docmartin  Yes this wonderful habit is in Crystals repertoire too. Stage 2 is to hang on to my trouser leg, so I have a 7lb anchor to drag along! Closely related here is the 'Good, the old boy's putting his socks on' game. This consists me attempting getting them on, (with one hand) whilst clutterbuck brain pulls them off with a lot of silly growling accompaniment. I'll swear she's laughing her head off as well! Irina and I get a huge kick out of it too. It's the wonder of their playful little natures engaging in everyday human life and the ongoing expectancy of the fun that we love. Rarely a dull moment, as we all go mad together!  |
I'm dying laughing! Cookie loves attacking my pants too. You should see her when it gets near 7-8 PM and it's walk time and she sees me put long pants on. YES! Chris is taking me to the park for a walk! Let me jump up and down and then try to rip the cuffs from his pants! Jump jump jump. Twirl twirl twirl. Kill the pants, kill em good. Bite down and shake in the jaws, with some yorkie cussing mixed in for good measure.