I saw Frieda gazing out my studio window as I was tacking “Yellow Quilt” this morning.
A moment later she looked at me, and I let her out. There was no question in my mind what she wanted. Sometimes she’ll stand in the kitchen and stare at the cabinet where we keep the dog treats. She’s a pretty good communicator.
We speak in silence. Not a sound is heard. Our communication is magical. 🙂
It is a silent communication Cindy.
Dear, Dear Frieda! She brings new meaning to that old phrase “Hang dog look” Frieda sure can look mournfully and longingly to communicate what she wants. Annie