Adalynn and her Dog

Tiffany has requested pictures of Adalynn playing with the dogs....Tiff, do you know how difficult this is? For example, Adalynn was tired the other day and was laying (literally, laying, with the sacred Mr. Wubbs, thumbs in her mouth, Banks as a body pillow...the whole nine yards) on Banks while he was comatose on the floor. I steathily crept around them and pulled out the camera. And the moment was broken. Pooh.

We have 2 canine inhabitants in this household, but only one of them really tolerates Adalynn well. The other one hangs out until food hits the floor, but when Adalynn gets down and chases him at Mach 5 he turns tail and runs for it.
So Rocky yells "Not It" every time Adalynn is around, and Banks takes the fall. Poor guy. And lately, he's been in some rough situations because of it.

In this instance Banks was, innocently enough, laying on his back playing with Rocky on the floor. See, he's smart enough to know that if he's Up and playing either Trav or I will put the kebash on their fun quite quickly. Our little smart cookie knows this too, and has figured out that if Banks is occupied playing with Rocky, he doesn't notice that Adalynn is often hanging on him too.

Until she tries to get off him, runs into the ottoman, knees him in the jimmy, and he suddenly decides to heave the little urchin away. In the meantime though, it makes for a good laugh.