Company for me, Lola!

What a day yesterday turned out to be. Really it was more last night. Most of the day was pretty regular. Morning nap, watched a ball game with Daddy, had an afternoon nap. Pleasant enough, but just a regular Tuesday. I had no idea we were having guests in the evening. Soon after Blog Mom came home some very special family friends arrived. They live in Massachusetts, so it's not an every day thing. And this time the company wasn't just humans. Not that I don't love the humans. They are totally pawsome, but so are the dogs.

This was the best we could do for a group shot with the three of us.That's Biko on the left. He's a hound mix, I think, and lots of fun to run around with. And on the right is  Natchitoches, who is a Border Collie/Australian Shepherd mix. As you can imagine, he's just so smart and self possessed. He was born to snoopervise things and he knows it.

Even so, he does have his playful moments. Please excuse our blur. Blog Mom's camera is no match for our speed.

Of course, the first thing we had to do was get reacquainted. I'd only met the boys once before and that was a year ago. I was so new here myself then that I didn't know if they were company or new arrivals. Now I can tell the difference.

As you might be able to tell from the photo above,  Natchitoches has a nubbin tail. No one knows why, but his mother had one, too.

Oh, Biko! You smell marvelous! What kind of cologne is that?

Eau de cheddar, perhaps?

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Then the back yard turned into a mini dog park for a while

Let the good times roll, I say!

I introduced them to Sambuca. I felt like such the hostess dog doing that.

Biko is absolutely the only one of us who is any good at posing for photos.

Of course we had to run back and say "Hi!" to my Husky Pei neighbor who wanted to know what was going on.

I have to admit to being a bit pawstruck by  Natchitoches. He's so mature and worldly wise and such a gentledog, too. I can't help but sort of follow him around a lot of the time.

  Actually, I follow him everywhere he goes, if at all possible.

OK. If you're going inside, I think I'll go inside, too. Will you be my guru?

All good things must end, I suppose, which is too bad, really. They're gone now, back in Massachusetts, getting ready for their next cross country trip in their Mommy and Daddy's RV. They took one just this past winter, with their Mommy and Daddy and Grandma and their six kitty brothers and one kitty sister.  Oh, and there's also their Yorkie brother Norton, who didn't join us yesterday because there was some concern that in all the excitement I might mistake him for a squirrel. I do have a rather strong prey drive and there was a lot of excitement, so those concerns might, in fact, have been justified. But I digress. They all spent weeks in  one RV going all over the country and they all got home safe and in good condition. I told you they were special. I hope it's not a whole year before they come back. I miss them already, but at least they left abundant peemail behind for me to peruse here at home.