Monday, June 22, 2009
After the initial sounding of the doorbell there is a stampede towards the front door. Both kids and dogs rush to see who has stopped by. In order to open the door I have to wade my way through the crush of bodies.
Theoretically the dogs should wait before going outside, but the excitement of the doorbell erases such niceties. I try to snag collars or get the kids to help hold the dogs back when I open the door. If it's a known dog lover I don't worry too much, but even I find their combined greeting a bit much.
At least they are friendly or as I like to say, they are viscous dogs, not vicious.