On Tuesday night, after pottery, I met my Loki at Mike and Holly's house. Mike had kindly picked up sir Loki from Doggy Daycare for me and I was mighty glad to see the pup. So Holly and I made smoothies and then we went upstairs to download MP3s.
A while later, it started to rain. Loki had been outside playing in the backyard and Mikey brought him in. So then we brought him up with us. He and Holly played and he licked the remaining smoothie out of Holly's cup. And then, suddenly, he tensed. He stared at the desk and started a very low growl with fierce barking. This is a dog who never barks at another dog and hardly ever barks at all. He's a lover, not a fighter. We finally realized that he was barking at the bust that was sitting on Holly's desk. It looks *sort of* (ok, nothing, really, but whatever) like the picture. He wouldn't stop!! I was laughing so hard I couldn't even get him under control. Holly pat the bust and told him it was nice and I pet him and told him not to be afraid, but he would not shut up. We covered it up, but then he turned to the other masky statue things on the desk (more like the picture) and continued his doggy protection of us. I just kept laughing. Finally, we brought him downstairs and the barking ceased.
Don'tcha just wanna know what goes on in their doggy brains?