Today I got to spend some quality time with my sweet next door neighbors. They have two beagles, both eight years old. One is blind, poor dear. She has a genetic condition. Her name is Bridget. She gets around extremely well and her companion, Bonnie, takes good care of her.
Our boys, Bear and Badger, haven't been as nice as I would like--especially to Bridget and Bonnie's mom and dad, Janet and John. (Don't you love all the alliteration?) Badger just has a thing about fences.
So today after dropping off a holiday basket of fruit to the neighbors and visiting awhile, we thought how nice it would be for Janet and John to meet the boys face to face.
As I returned to the house, I met not only the boys, but the cat looking for me in the front yard.
SNICKERDOODLES!
I hadn't locked the front door. I did have my keys, just in case, but as I was just walking back and forth between next door, I wasn't worried about locking the door.
So, I don't know if I didn't shut the door well enough or if Badger has finally learned to open round doorknobs. You see, he's a pro with handles.
What I do know is, all three of my little dears met me in the front yard. Fortunately I was able to corral everyone again without incident. They just wanted to see what Mom was up to. Bear and Badger were very helpful in herding Azalea--what good brothers they are!
We talked to the neighbors through the fence too so hopefully next time the boys see Bonnie and Bridget and Janet and John they will be sweet.
I have to say I prefer they speak to the neighbors from the fence than unattended in the front yard. It's a little more organized. And little Miss Azalea, she can wait until the neighbors come to her house.
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