Bossy’s Dane isn’t just Great, she licks her chops at the sight of Honky the cat.
bossy’s note to self: my, wouldn’t this photo have worked out better if the storm door glass was even a modicum of clean.
Bossy’s Dane isn’t just Great, she licks her chops at the sight of Honky the cat.
bossy’s note to self: my, wouldn’t this photo have worked out better if the storm door glass was even a modicum of clean.
krg says
November 12, 2009 at 12:11 pmshe just wants to lick him. it’s a sign of affection. and maybe some kinkyness.
Alesia says
November 12, 2009 at 12:18 pmYour dog’s reflection looks like she has devil horns. No judgment… just saying.
Half Assed Kitchen says
November 12, 2009 at 12:19 pmI just can’t stop staring at the genius that is your double doormats.
Ms. Cranky Pants says
November 12, 2009 at 1:37 pmScooby snacks. YUM.
Junebug says
November 12, 2009 at 1:43 pmIt’s a cool reflection anyway. Who cares if the doors clean? Mine aren’t either.
David says
November 12, 2009 at 1:48 pmMmmmm, cat kabobs.
dgm says
November 12, 2009 at 3:14 pmGet back, Honky Cat!
jp says
November 12, 2009 at 3:22 pm#7 dgm……….
HAHAHAHAHA…………………..classic!
Amy says
November 12, 2009 at 5:48 pmI didn’t see the cat at first, as she merged into the reflection of Stella’s head. Interesting.
Reeb says
November 12, 2009 at 9:08 pmSo Honky is playing the field, eh? Maybe taking a break from being Snowflake at her (his?) other home…
PATTY says
November 12, 2009 at 11:34 pmI don’t even see a window, just art. When are you going to have a show, dear Bossy?
David says
November 13, 2009 at 8:04 amWho can keep windows clean? What with dog noses, birds, and weather it would be a full time job. I see this same scene all the time as the white Tom from across the street teases my dog through the window.
Linda says
November 13, 2009 at 8:15 amBossy is officially not invited to my house. I can’t even see how that window is dirty. I’m afraid that Bossy would faint dead away at the sight of my housekeeping.
We’ve always had cats. One of our current ones was rescued as a very small kitten from a gas station in Minnesota. He was old enough to know how to hunt but not old enough to be completely feral. We had a boxer dog visit our screen door this last summer and they exchanged a few sniffs before the cat tried to take the poor thing’s eyes out. I’m afraid he’s not as polite as your Snowflake.