Angie and Mike's Blog

My parents came over for dinner tonight. As usual, my father brought with him a pocket full of Milkbones. Instead of giving them all to Harley at once, he gave her two and then made her wait for the rest. Harley would have none of it. After sitting nicely on the floor for what she must have thought to be an eternity, she jumped up on his lap, sniffing his shirt pocket as if to say, "They're right there!" What THAT didn't work, she tried to sneak attack some kisses, which my father would have none of. So, as a last resort, she walked up his chest, around the back of his head, sniffed his ear, then again eyed the shirt pocket before again sitting on his lap waiting for a treat, which she eventually got. Imagine that.

Labels: Family, Harley