Rosie is a floor licker. Without fail, every time Jerry goes in the kitchen to prepare something to eat, she is all under foot. All I can figure is that Jerry must be a messy cook and drops crumbs on the floor. I am sure he would not agree. Rosie sniffs all around and licks here and there. I guess there is no need to ever mop the kitchen floor again, just sprinkle crumbs all over it and Rosie will lick them up:)
It is so nice to come home in the evening and have someone so glad to see you. Rosie gets so excited, we go for a walk and then get a snack. She is so funny when she hears Jerry's truck pull up in the drive way. No matter what she is doing, those giant ears perk up and she jumps up and sits on the arm of the couch, stretches her neck looking toward the kitchen waiting for her daddy to come in. If he doesn't come in quickly enough, she jumps down to go look for him and demands to be held and petted. Once Jerry sits down, the shoe un-tying begins. She is as much of a creature of habit as Jack, the cat, is.
Jack, however, doesn't eat everything that falls in his path like Rosie does. Cats are a little more finicky I guess. Rosie, on the other hand, is a mop!
I love my Rosie.
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