I used to laugh at my friend Al's cat Mama and dogs Lady and Jake.
You would be sitting in the kitchen, sipping on some coffee, and Lady would saunter up and stand by the back door until you opened it. When you opened it, Mama would scoot outside, and Lady would go back to whatever she had been doing before.
What was even more freaky is that they would repeat this process when Mama wanted to come back inside, with Lady on the INSIDE of the house the whole time.
When Jake came along, he took over the doordog duties.
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Date: 2006-08-18 03:36 am (UTC)I used to laugh at my friend Al's cat Mama and dogs Lady and Jake.
You would be sitting in the kitchen, sipping on some coffee, and Lady would saunter up and stand by the back door until you opened it. When you opened it, Mama would scoot outside, and Lady would go back to whatever she had been doing before.
What was even more freaky is that they would repeat this process when Mama wanted to come back inside, with Lady on the INSIDE of the house the whole time.
When Jake came along, he took over the doordog duties.