This morning on our walk, we passed a little dog that lives in the building next door to us. In the summer, it had a cast on one of its front legs which made it's little hop step look pretty cute. Anyway, now she is back to walking on all fours and is still cute as a button. Heidi and Reese love her, but she's pretty excitable like they are, so they don't often get time to sniff.
This morning, as her owner scuttled her away so we didn't have to do the leash dance, Heidi and Reese attempted to drag me over to them. It didn't work. Heidi was quite annoyed by this and belted out a long, loud wookie cry to express her frustration.
This warbling cry is Heidi's code for all of the following:
"I've been inside all night...do you have to lock the door? Let's just get outside!!!"
"I've been inside all day...do you have to lock the door? Let's just get outside!!!"
"Damn you are slow at locking that door!!"
"Damn the elevator is taking a long time today!!!"
"Damn!! I wanted to sniff that dog's butt!!!!"
Heidi usually pairs her wookie cry with a bow and a few front leg stomps on the floor to highlight her point. What can I say? Heidi's a great communicator.
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