Evenings with the dogs

[electricland]

Tilde is hanging out with me and Blue this evening as Jen is out. This is lovely except that sometimes she hears things and decides it is time to rouse the household. It usually goes something like this:

TILDE: Arf! Arf! Arf! Arf! Arf! Lemme at them!
ME: Tilde, there's nothing...
BLUE (upstairs): *Thump* *thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpdownstairs* WOOF. WOOF. WOOF. I'm here! I'm on it!
TILDE: Arf! Get them!
ME: There is NOTHING...
BLUE: WOOF! What's going on, anyway?
TILDE: See, I was RIGHT, there IS something out there. Arf! Arf! Grrrrr!
ME: ...out there!
BLUE: WOOF.
ME: Don't be a minion, Blue!
BLUE: Oh, OK. *goes back upstairs*
TILDE: Arf!
ME: Shut it!
TILDE: Oh, FINE. You'll be sorry when the evildoers get us.

(Sometimes it works the other way, except that Tilde is less likely to be set off by Blue barking. Of course if there IS actually someone at the door, all hell breaks loose.)

Comments

[raithen.livejournal.com]

hee! dogs are great! (btw, Indy is on a road trip with Mom this weekend. It's all about a boy.... ;)

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

Heeee! Dogs know better. ;)

[kernezelda]

*laughs* Oh, yes, I remember this exact dialogue from when I lived at my parents' house with the many alert watch dogs and catchers-on-after-the-fact. :D