I'm just getting my life back after taking care of my neighbor's 4 dogs while they went out of town for a week. (They took #5 with them!) Two of them stayed at my house, so we had five here, and then I had to go over to take care of the other two 3x/day. Whew!
The two that stayed here are two that just showed up (together)and my neighbor took them in. One is a homely but sweet little mutt, Sammy, and the other is a big, beautiful yellow lab named Winston (Winnie). Sammy can't come in the house because he hikes his leg on everything, but Winnie kept trying to come in, and finally we gave up and let him stay in.
One evening, I went into the bedroom and sat on my bed to make a phone call, Winnie followed and hopped on the bed next to me. Well, I think you could have seen Spike's jaw hit the floor. He looked at Winnie, and looked at me, and looked back at Winnie. I could tell, he was thinking, "But you NEVER let ME on the bed!!!" (Before you think he's neglected, he is allowed to put his front feet up for a cuddle, hubby just doesn't like him sleeping on the bed. Also, he has his own bed next to ours.) I just had to laugh. Poor Spike.
Here's a few pictures:
Two bad boys on the bed: