Earlier today, I was cleaning the floor while Bean Sidhe napped on the couch. (One of us has the better deal in this relationship, I think...) I put her bed on a table so I could WetJet that area of the floor. When she woke up and saw that her bed was out of reach on the table, I had a good laugh at her reaction.
|Hey! What's my bed doing up on the table?!|
|It's way over there! But maybe if I stand on the edge and s...t...r...e...t...c...h, I can reach it.|
|Can't reach it! Must jump down and get closer!|
Look at that action shot! I can't believe I caught that! More importantly, look at that 14-year-old dog acting spry and not wearing an E collar! I'm very, very happy to say that her eye is healing nicely and she's feeling like herself again. :D