I used to have a Scottie that would come into my home office at 3:30 every day (plus or minus 10 minutes) and stare at me. Didn’t bark, jump up, sigh, paw at me or anything else. Just stared. I would give her a sideways look, and she would wag just the tip of her tail, about an inch. Sometimes I’d have to put her off, and she’d come back in a few minutes and try again. Sooner or later (almost always sooner) I’d say “OK”, and she’d wheel around and race to the front door.
I AM CARTOON LADY! over 6 years ago
It’s not the sighs, in the dog, that counts. It’s the SIGHS, of the dog, that matters!
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member over 6 years ago
My girl just does a dance in front of me when she wants to go out.
sarahbowl1 Premium Member over 6 years ago
The epitome of passive aggressiveness! Lol!
katzenbooks45 over 6 years ago
Mine barks at me if I’m not quick enough on the sigh uptake.
Teddy Boy over 6 years ago
Teddy just sits by the door and stares at me. I’m sure he’s sighing.
Impkins Premium Member over 6 years ago
Love it!
johovey over 6 years ago
The “sighs” of the times.
Sailor46 USN 65-95 over 6 years ago
I get the Guilt trip stare, before I even have a chance to ignore them.
GreasyOldTam over 6 years ago
I used to have a Scottie that would come into my home office at 3:30 every day (plus or minus 10 minutes) and stare at me. Didn’t bark, jump up, sigh, paw at me or anything else. Just stared. I would give her a sideways look, and she would wag just the tip of her tail, about an inch. Sometimes I’d have to put her off, and she’d come back in a few minutes and try again. Sooner or later (almost always sooner) I’d say “OK”, and she’d wheel around and race to the front door.