Friday, May 13, 2011
When we have a guest who truly enjoys animals, we let Chet Baker do a lot of the entertaining. As if we had a choice. Chet takes his chair at the table while we talk, and feigns interest in what we're saying. He's waiting to hear a word he knows..."cat," "chipmunk," "deer," "cheese," "dinner," "walk," "treat" or the like.
He loves to sit on laps, and he lavishes attention on guests. Chet Baker loves company.
Both guest and terrier find it all very relaxing. Note leg position.
Chet enjoys performing tricks for an audience. Here, Bill has just reached for the bikkit jar.
His favorite is "Play Dead." The problem with that is that now it's hard to get him to do his repertoire before he flops down into full-blown imitation death.
Noooo, Chet Baker! Get up! We aren't to the finale yet!
So Bill makes Chet get up and sit, stay, lie down, and shake hands. And then he points his finger and says "BANG!"
Chet drops and holds.
He doesn't move a muscle until Bill releases him with "OK."
and a big hug and kiss for being so funny and smart.
John is another I secretly suspect of being here mostly for the dog. And that's just fine with me.
And Chet Baker.