I will let you in on a little secret. My adorable little cavoodle thinks she is a farm dog. A cavoodle is meant to be a loving puppy dog like little dog, living only to love and be adored, but my little cavoodle thinks she is actually meant to be living on a farm 🚜.
How do I know this? I know it because of the hijinks Lily gets up to. To begin with we don’t live on a farm. We live in a little suburban unit in a tree lined street.
Lily will bark madly at the magpies, that land on top of our balcony. Lily may only be little and the magpies just ignore her but she is saying “If I Could reach you, you would be dead 🍖 meat,”. It is so funny to watch.
Even more funny to watch is when Lily sees animals on the television. If Lily sees cattle or sheep on the television 📺 she barks loudly and runs around the lounge room in circles 🔵 and does this until she no longer sees them on the television. It is so funny. When the cattle and sheep are no longer on the tele Lily runs outside and looks at the fence. She then comes inside and sits on the couch and looks at me as if to say ” I finally did my job of rounding them up”. She thinks her job is to be head dog on out farm. The television is a window 🪟 that let’s her see what is happening outside on our farm. She seriously thinks she is a Kelpie or a blue heeler, not a little cavoodle at all.
She also likes to referee at football ⚽️ games on the television 📺, particularly if the game is played by indigenous looking players, she again barks and runs around the lounge room attempting to get the ball. Again it is hilarious to watch.
My sweet little Lily, you have big dreams of living on our little farm. You are both loving, but very high spirited. You may be a cavoodle but you are a farm dog at heart.
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