Close up of the sandstone formations at the Garden of the Gods: Colorado Springs
My pets can really tickle my funny bone. Especially when they’re totally clueless about something. Such as the other night when I was folding laundry and my husband was watching television in the basement. The dogs were down there with him when a character on the show rang the doorbell. My two goofy canines sprinted out of the basement, past the laundry room and up to the main floor, woofing at the “intruder” that was so obviously at the door. I doubled over in stitches. It’s moments like those that make me want to ruffle their ears with affection. Silly mutts!