I would like to stress that I am not old. I am mature. Like a fine wine I get better with age. I will admit to slowing down a bit,
Now, for the most part I get along with the younguns and even allow them to share my bed (as you can see). But there are times.... When they will get rambunctious - racing, and wrasslin', gnashing teeth and growling - til I get tired of it. Then I do one of two things, depending on what it's like outside. If its fairly nice I ask to go out and will lay in the sun and just get away for a bit. If its nasty out (or I just feel like laying about) I will raise my voice and growl. This usually brings the two little hellions to a quick stop. I do it so infrequently, that it definitely gets their attention. Besides, its one of the perks of being the BIG DOG.
For the most part, I enjoy the youngsters and they are mindful of giving me my space. So I would consider them good girls, and it will even get better as Ginger matures and (hopefully) slows down a bit.
I will return this blog to Sophie for the next entry. Maybe I'll hijack it again in the future. It was kind of fun.