Doors ~ sum we OPEN; sum we CLOSE...
Doors ~
Us FurKids got doors down purdy good -
Baffroom door is a favorite...
Boots, the Kat, duzint like bein locked out away frum his krunch bowl or his sand box - both of which sit inna baffroom. If Dad's standin inna fallin wadder klozet, Boots usually wuntz IN for a bite to eat or to put a stinkey inna sand.
He usually hits the baffroom door hard nuff to open it up against the shower door. Dad finishes playin inna wadder, slides open the shower door and leans out to grab a towel = ka*BONK* smackz his headbone onna hall door the Kat opened! An summtimes there's a Dawg layin up again the door - so it hurtz a lil more!
Frunt door (Smokey dun this wun) ~
Wuz late on a snowy nite Smokey's furst year wiff us... We wuz doin an outie while Dad's gettin ready fur beddy-bye (He wuzn't wearin much - jest undiez & sox).
Smoke pops rite inna door when Dad hollerz; I'z a lil slow to show up. Dad steps out onna porch ta holler fur me...
Smoke thinks he's gettn *left* an dashes up ta the almost - but not QUITE - closed frunt door an *bumpz* inta it... *ka*CHUNK* the door slams shut!
There's Dad (in his not much outfit) an Me (inna furry fur coat) locked outta the Ranch onna frunt porch bout midnite:thirty in about Zeero degreez...
We learned sum new NawTee Wurdz that nite!
Luckie fur us, the Trakter Kar wus sleepin outside that nite. Dad hadda krawl unner the Kar (in the snow!) an fetch the lock-out key, unlock the kar, an hit the garage door opner. Smoke couldn't figger out why Dad wuzint *happie* to be greeted when we finally gotz back inside.
Anudder Kar storrie {Shadow, the Shep/Husky (RB dun this wun} ~
Seemz Dad an Shadow were out onna service call inna booniez... Gotz dun werkin and they load up - Shadow inna back kar door furst. She jumpz inna frunt seat an stepz onna door locker button ~ ka*CHUNK* an Dad's locked out! He hadda call the Kopz ta open the kar up. (THAT'z when he learned to tie the lock-out key unner the kar).
MY favorite door is at our Shop ~ It swings out frum the inside ~
I learned iffin I sorta reach out wiffa front pawz an jump on it reel hard - the clozer thingy cant hold me back an it openz nuff for me to slip thru wiffout gettin my Tailbone *pinched*! I jest *luvs* ta run out an greet the kustomerz inna parkin lot affore Dad knowez their here. Dad often lockz that door wiffout tellin me ~ *HATE* when he duz that! Alluz *smack* my chinney-bone onna door tryin ta get the durn thing to pop open.
/s/ Cinder, Smokey & Heidi
R.I.P. ~ Boots, Bowser, Sherman, & Snoopy
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