Friday, 19 February 2016

Itching for a scratch

Now that daughter dear no longer lives here with me and Mr. Brownberts, it is always nice when she comes by to visit us.

Mr. B lines himself up just right by whichever chair she sits in and stares her down until she gives him copious head rubs and ear scritches.

It's like his personal massage.
He sits there with a VERY contented look on his face as he gets all the attention that he wants.

If daughter dear does not stop he would never move.
If she does stop before he's had enough, he paws her from the side of the chair to signal her to's such a funny sight to behold.
He has us both trained well.
There's no doubt who rules the roost at this homestead.

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