Three Amigos

Life with extra dogs is a perpetual motion machine.
Olive gets a bowl of food which she can eat from at will.
Ozzie gets his for five minutes.
When he's done, he eats Olive's food, because she won't eat it.
Olive arrived yesterday with a bag full of toys and food.
But she'd rather play with Ozzie's toys and eat his food.
If Olive gets in Ozzie's bed, Ozzie gets up and sleeps on the floor.
Dana came to finish planting this morning.
Rudy, in his endless search for rodents, did his best to undo everything Dana did.
We sat and watched Olive and Ozzie sleeping in the sun, while Rudy, digging underneath a spiky plant, was making the whole thing shake.
When David came to fix the stucco wall, he found the front door standing open,
And all three dogs ran out to greet him.
At least they were still in the house and not all over the neighborhood.
When OilMan came home, Olive left Ozzie's bed and went to sleep under the table next to my bed. She's still a little afraid of him.
Ozzie got back in his own bed.
Yesterday, Tim took all three dogs to the creek
When I looked out the door there were three happy, muddy, wet dogs looking at me.
Now there are three muddy wet towels in the washing machine.
I've heard that dogs sleep with half their brain at a time
Sort of like sleeping with one eye open.
My brain is just tired! All or nothing seems to be the story for it!
Having three dogs isn't that different from having three kids!