This long weekend was action packed between people getting out of town, Valentine's day and the Chinese new year. It was also a great opportunity to get some work done on my best friend's houseboat. It was a sunny and quiet couple days and honestly, there's no where else I would've wanted to be.
We fooled around with some floorboard scraps to come up with a cool design for the floor of the cockpit area. All the while tk, my rotty/shepard mix, was curled up on the couch watching us work with mild curiousity. Once we were done laying down the temporary pieces, we looked at each other excitedly and said 'let's go outside and come back in so we can see it with a fresh perspective'.
We head for the door and call exhuberantly to tk, who normally prances around the boat with confidence and glee... only she wouldn't leave the couch. She stood up on the cushions whining and looking very worried but wouldn't step down. Many more attempts to coax her off were unsuccesful and we began to realize that... SHE'S AFRAID OF THE FLOOR! Who is afraid of the floor!!? The floor! god I love this dog.... this pathetic, adorable creature: tk421.
And yes, she had to be carried off.
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