Saturday, November 14, 2009

A Howling Bad Time

Wednesday night, the wind was blowing pretty hard. At one point, it actually howled for a few seconds. Duncan was passed out in his chair, but when the wind howled, he woke up, jumped (almost fell, really) out of the chair, and landed with stiff legs and raised hackles. The poor guy stared at the back door for a minute or so, and then finally started to relax. Instead of getting back in his chair, though, he climbed on the couch and spent the rest of the evening curled up next to me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Absolute protection for you!!!! Duncan knew nothing would get you if he curled up next to you. Guess he figured Reyna, Niko, and the cats were on their own. Good Boy, Duncan!!!!! :) Love, Mom