Monday, January 23, 2006

it smells like a dog...

Over the holidays, my family stopped by and my sister brought her dog, Tyson, along. Bean had met Tyson before, and is never quite sure what to make of her cousin. She tries to interact with him the way she would with any other dog (sniffing, attempts to initiate a game of chase, pouncing, etc.), but Tyson is never as receptive to her advances as she expects him to be. On this visit, after unsuccessfully "playing dead" to get her to leave him alone, Tyson sought refuge on the couch. This just totally confused Bean, because she knows that dogs are not allowed on the couch. Could she have been mistaken all along? Could her cousin, in fact, be a cat? Or a kid?? She approached him very slowly, and took a few long whiffs.... The verdict?
Still not sure. More investigation is needed.

1 comment:

IndyPindy said...

Tyson plays dead - that is SO funny!