Some days your kids can really be brats and annoy you. Some days they can even annoy your dogs. This never seems to change. My kid is 27 years old and you’d think she’d know better by now. Yeah, she knows better all right … she knows exactly which buttons to push!
Just the other day, sweet, dumb Barney was snoozing to beat the band. No dog I know sleeps a deeper sleep than Barney. And no dog I know has a harder time waking up than Barney. Whenever Barney wakes up from a nap (and there are many naps) we have to have a reunion. Heck, whenever I return from the bathroom, we have to have a reunion. Because don’t you know? I’ve been gone sooooo long, even if the separation has only been in his little pea-brain. Barney is, as my daughter puts it, my special-needs child.
Normally Barney looks goofy enough. My hiking buddy, Foss, says he’s the only living cartoon he’s ever seen. That pretty much sums it up.
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It even looks like it's hard being Barney
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So when he was sawing logs the other day, I cringed when Fifinella picked up a camera.
“Leave him alone! Let him sleep in peace!” I begged of her.
Click. Fifinella ignored my pleadings and started her special form of torture.
Then she started calling to him.
“Barney, wake up!” Fifinella called.
“Don’t you dare wake up that poor dog!” I ordered.
Click.
“Barney, come on, time to get up!”
Barney’s paw came off his face. Groggily he lifted his head.
Why is this child of mine ignoring me?
Giggling gleefully, Fifinella continued clicking the shutter.
This kind of bed-head should just not be allowed!
Fifinella should be punished for animal abuse.
Poor Barney!
Barney, however, is not always as dumb as he looks. It wasn’t long before he got his revenge.
Later Fifinella tried to sweet-talk him into posing nicely for a photo by the waterfall.
I’d say Barney had the last laugh.
