They were a hoot!
Trixie liked the large rope toy, and Zeke wanted her small rope toy.
When I would be using my laptop while sitting in the recliner, I'd look up and see this face looking at me very intently.
I ask you, how can I work when he's looking at me like that?
Then there's this:
All 65 pounds of Boxer was curled up in little Trixie's dog bed... I can tell you she really wasn't happy about that. Not one bit!
He didn't care if he was too big for the bed, he was going to sleep there no matter what.
He's at home now but something tells me Trixie isn't going to miss him right away. But they did enjoy running around the house stealing each others toys.
However, I'm going to miss ole Zeke. He is just such a clown!
Later
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