Saturday, June 6, 2009
Competitive Dog-Sleeping: New Sport around the House
It's a little hard to see in this picture, but Gabey and Rufus are slammed up against my thigh each one trying to be the closer dog.
The pink floral thing is my bathrobe; my laptop is in danger of having dog ears on the keyboard.
I'd be flattered except that I think this is not about me, but about them: a little game of one-upmanship that they play in their gentle way (these are lovers not fighters). If Rufus (the blacker dog) shifts an inch, Gabey steals that inch and shoves himself into it.
In these photos Gabe is actually on top of Rufus's body, but Rufe has refused to shift out of the way. It's a standoff this morning, but they live to compete another day...
And in another way...