So, Mackenzie and Big Red were on the floor enjoying a Sunday afternoon nap and old Maggie just moseyed on over and plopped herself down on top of Mackenzie’s front legs. In all the years we have had dogs, I can’t recall ever seeing her do that.
Maggie knows that she is the queen and can pretty much do anything she wants.
Mackenzie surprisingly just stayed there, looked at me briefly and then just waited for Maggie to move.
She’s a sweet dog with lots of patience.
That’s Big Red’s back in the foreground.
Watching and being around dogs is more calming than a glass of wine.
Wine and dogs create a synergy of relaxation.