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Chaos...but funny
Oct. 23rd, 2004 01:24 pmA word of advice: Never open the front door when the neighbor's Yorkshire Terrier is hyper and wants to play.
I was petting her (her name is Ali) and the cat started meowing. Mom opened the door, and Ali poked her head in, to look at the cat. She meowed, Ali stared.
Then, Ali decided it would be fun to run inside. Mom and I had to catch her, and make sure there wasn't a fight. The cat? She stood and watched. Ali? She ran around the living room. After that, she jumped on the couch and rolled around. Mom eventually caught her and put her back outside.
Now the couch smells like perfume, because her owner likes it when she wears perfume. :lol:
I was petting her (her name is Ali) and the cat started meowing. Mom opened the door, and Ali poked her head in, to look at the cat. She meowed, Ali stared.
Then, Ali decided it would be fun to run inside. Mom and I had to catch her, and make sure there wasn't a fight. The cat? She stood and watched. Ali? She ran around the living room. After that, she jumped on the couch and rolled around. Mom eventually caught her and put her back outside.
Now the couch smells like perfume, because her owner likes it when she wears perfume. :lol:
