Lautrec and I have a special place in the house where we can sit and make faces at Ellwood and be in perfect peace knowing that he could NEVER get to us. And best of all, this special place is warm!! You see, here we are looking down at The Wood.
And here I am giving him my dirty look...does he look scared??
Yeah, we are waaaay up here and he is waaay down there...nah, nah, nah, nah, NAH, naaaaah!!!
Oooo, poor puppy can't come up here...heh heh heh!! (BTW, that 'Coco' you see there with the ears and whiskers, well, that is Mom's sort of signature because Dad calls Mom 'Coco' and Mom's real name is Cat so she combined the two and Dad had it made into one of the 'tiles' on our porcelain tiled wood burning stove - it's a European thing so you Americans might not have a clue what it is...sorry!)
OK, would everyone PLAAAALEEEEZ just STOP feeling sorry for The Wood dawg? He is lucky we let him in the same room as us...we could insist that he be back in his prison you know...