Tonight Freya, the boys, and I were hanging out watching TV while Boyfriend took a nap. I started flipping through the channels to find a movie when Freya put her buns right in the path of the cable box. Every time I moved the remote, Freya kept getting in the way. Finally I speak up, “Freya! Move your buns! I’m trying to change the channel!”
So what does Freya do? Squats her buns down about 2 inches – just enough for the remote’s signal to hit the cable box – and looks over at me with a “how’s that?” sort of look on her face. I nearly fell off the chair laughing because it was so freakin’ adorable. That was totally not what I had in mind when Boyfriend told me that his dogs can understand everyday conversations.