Pavlovian Doberdogs
This is Bouchard. He is waiting for his dinner.
Here is Raven doing the same.
Does Pavlov ring a bell?
Helen
Raven
Wanted!
When found, kindly remove red slipper from snout. Return with dog.
A few moments lived at Fort Doberdale
Raven can do this with her toy.
Pippin can do this with her tongue.
This is where Luigi put his biggest ball yesterday. Up on this table!
The wheels in Raven go ’round and ’round … ’round and ’round … ’round and ’round … the wheels in Raven go ’round and ’round … all day long!
This is what my knees look like these days.
Ouch!
Yesterday, I was bent over Lilian petting her pointy little head, when she hauled that load of bricks back at warp speed and slammed it right through my brain. I would have taken a picture of that, but I was too busy falling down.
But here she is looking for part of my head.
This is Raven. I think she is really cute. (I didn’t always think that.)
Raven Teaches An Old Dog New Tricks
Raven worked the crowd Sunday.
She really laid it on thick.
tThough she didn’t fool Tank, the Doberboy, who dropped by.
Raven has a way of wrapping a human around her finger. How do you think I fell for her? Then reality set in.
Trying to *explain* Raven to a person gets me no where, though. I pretty much figure Raven’s (evil) plan is in full operation and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. So I watch.
Others watch, too. Some even think about trying Raven’s (evil) plan on for size.
The sales pitch…
Errr, anyway…
Is this the smile of cuteness? Or is there tartar lurking between those teethies?
I guess I’ll just keep living with her to find out.
Eeegads!