Do you see what I see?

In the mornings, I usually send the dogs outside for some fresh air. I have to force them to go out into the yard. Apparently, it's highly cruel to send them outside where common dogs spend their days.

When I put them out, Sancho glares at me, runs to the center of the yard and starts letting out the most irritating high pitched yelp. After I go inside, he smashes his body up as close as possible to the gate and continues with the high pitched yelping. It's sheer torture for him.

Lola has a different way of dealing with this cruelty. She climbs up to the office window ledge and stares. I don't think she ever blinks.


Save me!

At this time, I'll often sit at the computer and work on very important things (read: surf the web). If Sarah is awake, this is a pretty good example of what I see looking up at me:


Play with me!

I feel like if I live in a fish bowl...