My dog - my old old dog of 15 and 8 months of age approaches me, stared at me intensely.
Figure she wants out - I let her out..
After 1 minute - she barks and waits outside of the door to be let in.
Ok. that's not it.
She continues to walk back and forth and then stop . stare. walks away. walks back. stare.
As if in the old tv show - where Lassie wants Timmy to see something. Just slower.
When she walked away - I went to check to see if she is at the door waiting. Nope. Found out that she wants more food as she stares at the garbage intensely.
I am a failed dog interpreter. At least for my dog.
Tho - this morning, I clearly understand that she wants food - as I saw for the first time - in ages - she drooled - at the sight of my dad eating a banana (which she doesn't like). She stopped staring at me and her mouth just went open and drip.... drip...
I can't stop laughing. But its bananas!!!
Maybe its b/c its my dad. Perhaps in a dog's world, the pack leader can keep the good stuff, where the non pack leaders simply should share. I am the non-pack leader who shows up once in a while.
She ignores me.
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