Even MORE curiously, the dogs are not super happy excited when they see me? I am now slightly panicked and I rush to open the doors and let them outside. (Whoas be to whomever is doing that, because Doom WILL eat them.)
Not surprisingly, I don't hear the pretend barking anymore as we make our way to the door that leads to outside. The dogs still are not being their hyper selves. I open the door and usher the dogs outside, fully expecting them to do the customary~ !rush outside barking as if the world is on fire because a leaf blew across the yard and is a huge threat to our very existence! ~ thing that they normally do when they had been barking only 5 minutes before hand.
Nope...they sedately went outside as if I were the falling down on the job.
Hmmm, figures my very first blog post would be a creepy one. It IS a full moon tonight....OH YIKES! Come to think of it, it's the blood moon tomorrow night! Oh for joy.
Ah well, Welcome to the Adventures on WindyHill!