Here we have my sister’s dog Ruby (a whole one year old, this August) pestering the living crap out of Pippa (seven this December) who would rather loll on her bed than play with very silly puppies.
It was half an hour before Ruby called it a day, or should I say when Lil’Sis called it a day and hauled Ruby back down to the Beige Barn.
Ruby’s predecessor, Holly, was subjected to one very silly puppy herself, way back in the day.
What goes around comes around.
Yep, yep, yep….
They need some silliness in their adult lives. Thanks, Ruby.