"Can we come on the deck? And sniff and lick at your coffee? And rub our muddy bottom half all over your bare legs? We've been in the recently tilled corn/bean field. You'll love it. Pleeeeaaaase?"
"You realize she is completely ignoring us," states Tilly.
"Whaaa? Mom? No ... she never does that to me. Wait .. where's she going?" says Ollie.
"Whatever. I've been down this road before. She's all weird about the coffee sniffing," says Tilly. "See ya, rookie boy."
Meanwhile Ollie attempts to shove himself further through the broken lattice on the deck gate. The one that keeps mysteriously shrinking. He cares not for this human magic, not one single bit.
Unfortunately he gets stuck, and must succumb to the torture of Trevor the Cat, who relishes these moments. Much staring and swatting ensues ...
As you may tell by his expression, he takes his job very seriously.
There is much whining and crying by Ollie. Trev smirks whilst playing "swat the ear" with the canine intruder. It ain't pretty. Due to their graphic nature, the photos will be withheld.
Ollie eventually squirms back out of the hole and trots off a sad, sad young man. Humans in attendance go inside their abode so as not witness his shame. (That and all the giggling has sent them to the bathroom.)
BUT ... by some miracle, Ollie manages to appear on the deck when the humans in residence return. They care not for this canine magic, not one single bit. Still they must admit they are moved by his perseverance, and sympathetic to his exhaustion. They are also placated by the fact the mud has turned to dust and is falling gently to the much-in-need-of-maintenance decking.
Hopefully when Ollie awakens he will be strengthened by his nap and haul that old hot water heater off as well. He is a budding DIY/crafter, so maybe he will come up with a very clever idea for repurposing it. Or maybe he will dig a big hole and bury it.
Enjoy this day peeps. It is glorious. :-)
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