Georgie, my pint-sized Morkie, was mid-stride, tail wagging a furious rhythm as we approached the park’s main gate. Then, abruptly, she wasn’t. One moment she was pulling like a sled dog, the next she was a furry, four-legged statue, firmly planted on the pavement, nose pointed resolutely back towards home. A perfectly good walk, ruined….
Georgie, mid-zoomie, skidded to a halt at the sight of the bathtub. Her ears, usually perky little antennas for mischief, flattened against her head. Her tail, a normally enthusiastic blur, tucked so far under her belly it practically became part of her hind legs. The water wasn’t even running yet, but she knew. She always…
Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He’s usually pretty good about not eating my laundry, but every now and then he goes for it, then looks at me like *I’m* the monster for trying to retrieve my very expensive wool sock from his tiny,…
Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, you know the one, like I’d just stolen his prized possession and ruined his entire day. He then proceeded to ignore me for the next two hours, opting instead to curl up in…
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Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He’s usually pretty chill about me taking things from him, especially if I have a treat for a swap. But this sock? He was guarding it like it was the last bone on earth. This is the same…
Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He’s usually pretty good about leaving my laundry alone, but I guess a rogue sock is just too tempting for a miniature wolf trapped in a Morkie’s body. Anyway, you asked about Teddy always stealing Georgie’s toys. Oh…
Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, like I was depriving him of his rightful bounty. He then proceeded to turn his nose up at his dinner, which, by the way, I slaved over (okay, fine, I poured it from…