These two are at it again. They are the best of friends. They have somehow managed to convince me that they only need to go outside once a day. How do I know? It’s the look, the backwards dance, the high-pitched bark, not that much different from my daughter’s high-pitched screech, that tells me, “Mom I’m not going out there, and you can’t make me!” Do I give in, of course! What’s happening here, am I no longer the pack leader? They have once again pulled another canine caper! They work together as a team, sort of like my twins work together, on occasion, to push me in one direction or another. TEAMWORK!
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