Wait ’till your father gets home

I arrive home first every day (usually.) After the initial excitement, tail wagging, outdoor pit stop, playing, licks and a little barking…this is where they perch to await the arrival of Daddy #2


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11 Responses to Wait ’till your father gets home

  1. Mark in DE says:

    Very cute! Sometimes Marvin will wait near the front door for Spouse to get home from his evening work outs.

  2. Urspo says:

    what a joyous welcome.

  3. Ron says:

    I remember these days when we used to have our little Pomeranian dogs. I miss them and those happy times.

  4. Raybeard says:

    Pack animals awaiting their ‘leader’! They’re lost and helpless without him.

    • Sassybear says:

      There is no doubt that the dogs see Jeffrey has the alpha male – they obey him so much better and they clearly agitated when he’s not home. But I accept my place in the pack. I am the probably too lenient, cuddly dad and Jeffrey gets to be the strong leader. We’ve definitely going a great dynamic.

      • Raybeard says:

        In that case I wonder if they see you as a rival vying equally with them for Jeffrey’s attention. Makes one wonder what’s going on in those doggy minds. 🙂

  5. my girls do that also; daddy loves to drive up and see kitty faces in the windoes!

  6. Roy says:

    This is just to cute for words!!! You all are lucky to have each other!!

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