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I may be outside, but I know every movement inside the house.
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only a Sibe, truly, only a Sibe…has the extra sense of a cat…we cats and Sibes are somehow related, I swear…what other dog washed its face like a cat? just asking….paw pats, Savannah
Especially if you move near the food! 😉
Somehow Monty always knows too!
Sam
Peek-a-boo!
And I see the crackers and cheese you are enjoying without me. Put down the prochutto. Step away from the couch. Open this door. Deposit the prochutto and cheese into my mouth.
Not only by sight, either, but by sound, too. Ayla can be lying down outside, against the house, and she knows EXACTLY where in the house I am, by listening to the creaking of the floorboards, I guess. Bet that’s what Frankie is doing, too.
Just another skill we possess!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra