It’s hot, really hot and although I’ve made a cool spot for my blue heelers to lie in, they still think it might be better in the house. Today, after each of the three received their customary brushing in the laundry room, the fattest one refused to go outside. She did NOT get the “I’m a human, you’re a dog” thing at all. Finally I relented and Cheyenne got to stay indoors.

As I worked diligently on a copper bracelet and began to hammer, the dog became very annoyed. She actually appeared to squint one eye as if the pounding hurt her head. When staring directly at me did not cause me to quit hammering, she finally left the studio as shown in the right picture. She didn’t go far but just went to the hallway where she could continue her stare. Finally, I gave in and quit hammering. No, I wasn’t finished, but just look at her sad eyes.

When I put down the hammer, she came back into the studio as if to say “thank goodness you’re finished.” She did her cutest, lay on my foot and look sad act and all was well until she discovered the cat looking in the studio window. Racing through the baskets of wire and tools on my floor to get nearer the cat, she left jewelry components strewn all around. That did it! I put her OUT and will not be such a sucker next time.

Here’s the question, “if a dog is this annoyed by my hammering midday, what does my husband think about it in the late evening hours?” Should I ask him? Probably not, because I don’t think I want to hear the answer. I’ll just continue to think I have a very sensitive dog!