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Oh, Jodie....
Jodie is not a terribly observant dog. For every half dozen rabbits she flushes, she only actually notices and runs after one of them, and even then I usually have to point it out to her.
We had been thinking about putting a camera in the house, to see what she does when we're not around, but realised today that it wasn't strictly necessary: we came in, looked around for her, went up the stairs and were half way to our bedroom before she leapt off the bed, shot past us and back downstairs, managing to look horrifically guilty at the same time as her tail was wagging so hard that she couldn't run straight....
(She also killed a pot plant, but that was probably my fault for leaving it on the windowsill with the best view of the path to the stables and the garage.)
We had been thinking about putting a camera in the house, to see what she does when we're not around, but realised today that it wasn't strictly necessary: we came in, looked around for her, went up the stairs and were half way to our bedroom before she leapt off the bed, shot past us and back downstairs, managing to look horrifically guilty at the same time as her tail was wagging so hard that she couldn't run straight....
(She also killed a pot plant, but that was probably my fault for leaving it on the windowsill with the best view of the path to the stables and the garage.)

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I spent 5 minutes this morning with Tyson wandering back and forth between my legs demanding scritches. I sometimes think he's part cat.
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It's disconcerting in the morning when I just have a dressing gown on: I'm pleased to report that Jodie had a healthily wet nose.
I figure that if going on the bed makes her happy when we're away, I'll let her get away with it even though she's not allowed. Of course, given that I changed the bed this morning what she *really* should have done was head to the laundry room and get in the basket!
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