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Monday, March 10, 2014

We had a little argument yesterday ...


...and I lost.

Most arguments are at least 60 percent my fault, and this was no different.

As these things go, it cast a pall over the day. But we are better today.

Roscoe watched me draw tonight from the doorway to my office. He looked like he was contemplating our relationship, but that's what they call projection. He's a dog. He was over it a short while after it happened. Not immediately, but soon enough. He did his best to apologize for his role, and then he moved on.

The brooding gets left to the humans.

This is where dogs are smarter.

2 comments:

Nin Andrews said...

I love Roscoe!

buffalo said...

Give him a bowl of spinach--that'll teach him!