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Thursday, February 27 2014

     It's been wet. It's been yucky. Today is the first sunny day we've had in a week. All this is the perfect combination to bring the Outside Dawgs inside and throw the Inside Dawgs outside. Since Other Half has been out of town all week, it was also the perfect time to sneak Little Miss Thang into the house. Miss Briar loves All Things Inside.  Here is a list of her favorite Inside Things:

* Air Conditioning

* Heating

* Carpet

* Kitty Litter Box

* Cat Food Dish

* Dog Toy Box

* Carpet Underneath The Air Conditioner Vent

* Carpet Near The Heater

And so it was that I brought Large-Fluffy-Dirty-Outside-Dog-With-Hay-And-Briars-Stuck-In-Her-Coat inside the house (Cuz Other Half wasn't home and what he doesn't know won't hurt him!)

Anyway, today Briar discovered yet one more thing she loves about Inside. I settled down on the couch to eat lunch. Lacking imagination, time, and any concern for my health, I was eating a $1.29 frozen pizza.  (Yes, I KNOW it's bad for me, but it was cheap, and it was THERE!)

So I ate a couple of slices of pizza with Cowboy, who must be watched closely lest his lift his leg in the house, and Trace The Troll, who must be watched closely because he is a Troll to every living creature except humans.  I was flanked by Border Collies. Briar had staked out some territory on the carpet and was happily watching television - apparently one more thing Briar likes about Inside.

Since I ran out of steam after two pieces of pizza, that left two large pieces for the dogs. Cowboy and Troll are quite familiar with this process and sat up expectantly as I began cutting the pizza into forksize pieces. Briar continued to watch television.

I speared a chunk of pizza with my fork and offered one to Troll. (He can eat off a fork as well as any human toddler.) Also a pro, Cowboy shifted in place to angle himself for an easier delivery. I forked one in his direction and then speared another one. Briar was watching all this with casual interest but the only thing that moved were her eyebrows. So I called her.

She heaved her big self up and ambled over to the fork. After a quick sniff she cautiously closed her jaws over the fork.  Her expression was priceless. She was experiencing true bliss. For $1.29.

I took great delight in watching her savor each and every bite from the fork. Her manners were impeccable. She waited her turn every time, and took each bite gently when offered, but when the plate was empty, she looked up at me with the cutest expression: 

 "Y'all been holdin' out on me!"

Posted by: forensicfarmgirl AT 08:31 pm   |  Permalink   |  4 Comments  |  Email
Comments:
I am ruined and it is Briar's fault. I wanted to know more about Ms. Briar which eventually led me to go all the way to the beginning of the blog and proceed to read my way up. I'm up to June of 2010, thanks to my boss no noticing that I'm reading fun stuff WAY past the end of the lunch break. I'm guiltily planning some extended FFF blog time this weekend when I should be cleaning and such... all because of Briar's adorable-ness and my fascinations will all thing working dog. And sheep. And goats. And horses. And, well you get it. Thanks for sharing your fascinating life in such a warm, hilarious, entertaining way.:)
Posted by Donna Black on 02/28/2014 - 09:37 AM
Oh wow! I'm terribly flattered! I hope you enjoy reading about life on our farm. Like you, I share a fascination with working dogs and am intrigued by the part DNA plays in their roles on the farm.
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 02/28/2014 - 04:27 PM
I have to say Amen to Donna's last sentence. I always appreciate the glimpses of your life you share with us. Thank you!
Posted by Sharon on 02/28/2014 - 08:34 PM
Ditto here. she is my pin up girl and reminds we so much of my departed Pyr Blossom. BEing dogless now since my last Maremma Bella went to the bridge Briar is my internet dog. Thanks for sharing her life.
Posted by Liz (Vic Aust) on 03/01/2014 - 04:32 PM

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