We have a doggy door to the backyard - with which I have a love/hate relationship. I love that I don't have to worry about letting the dogs in and out all the time (especially at night) but it does allow for mud and dirt to be brought in and other things (like trash or toys) to be taken out. Plus Elaine likes to go in and out through the doggy door, which is not allowed. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on the day) she has now learned how to work doorknobs and handles so she doesn't go out of the doggy door anymore.
Back to the story....last night we were sitting in our family room, not really doing anything. Elaine was playing; Phil was reading; I was trying to settle the baby down. The dogs had gone outside to bark. Pretty soon Riley comes prancing in with a big stick in his mouth - clearly pleased with his new treasure.We told him to take the stick out (a command he used to follow) but he continued on up the stairs to the kitchen. We told him, "no sticks," again. No response.
Elaine begins going up the stairs to the kitchen saying, "No sticks in the house, Riley. Drop it, Riley." He drops the stick! Elaine picks up his stick, takes it back downstairs, opens the doggy door and deposits the stick outside. We were quite impressed - as parents would be.
But now you can see the wheels begin to turn in Riley's head. He comes downstairs, picks up one of Elaine's stuffed animals and trots right out the door. Typical. We're calling after to him to bring the puppy back which he, of course, ignores (I know, he needs another obedience class). Instead he returns to the house in less than a second - with his stick. (It only took a couple of minutes - after we stopped laughing - for sticks, toys, dogs and kids to all be returned to their proper places.)
2 comments:
Hahaha! E looks like a little vampire with her two little teeth sticking down on either side of her mouth!
She does look like a little vampire.But it beat out the other picture I had in which she looked like I'd drugged her. Oh well.
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