A Moving Target

When the hooligans get wet in the rain or after the sprinkler system has run (or freak Texas snow like last Thursday), I put the dirt brown colored blanket on the bed and have them hop up there so I can get the blow dryer after them. But Pepper has this bad habit of thinking the blow dryer means it's time to attack big boy Ollie, which he doesn't appreciate. And so he growls, ducks and dodges to fend her off so they're dancing around the bed as a moving target while I wield the blow dryer in vain. The things a doggy mother does for her four-legged kids...