Normally, Miss Gidget hangs out sleeping on the over-sized wicker chair in my writing cottage while I work every day.
Somehow, over the last year she has taken to not liking her bed on the floor and only wants to curl up on the chair. Smart dachshund.
Now with spring here, the warm sun streams in through the east window in the mornings. The chair is no longer suitable for the “queen” and she crawls over to the sun spot on the ottoman in front of the chair. Smart dachshund.
Those wiener dogs, my husband John says, are smart when they wanna be. I’m thinking she is way smarter than we give her credit for. Somehow she has trained me quite well going from the bed on the floor to the cozy chair.
Sneaky little dachshunds.
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