3:36am
A flying...what?
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I have a year old lab that is well...not the sharpest knife in the droor and my dachshund absolutely despises him, in a sisterly way. One morning I walked into the dining room and see Rahily shivering under the table, I let this go because she tends to shiver for no reasonsometimes. Then, I see Zeus jumping around on the other side of the table. Around the corner I realize that he was playing with a pillow that he often plays with. Zeus would like to bounce around, shaking his head vigorously with the pillow in his mouth.
Again I just walk into the kitchen continuing my normal day. All the sudden I see a flying black object and I run into the dining room, because Rahily has a black coat. All the sudden I break out laughig and rub my eyes. Zeus had thrown the pillow up in the air because he is such a clutz and so uncordinated. Poor Rahily the only thing going through her mind was probably "That pillow is about the same size and color as me" and what eus was thinking "jump...rahily?...shake...yipee!...throw!" and all I was thinking "I have the weirdest dogs"
