Leigh lets Edie sleep in the bed and Edie made it pretty clear that she expected as much from us. Daschunds were bred so that they'd be able to chase animals into holes and they apparently still love to burrow. As soon as Edie saw that I was coming to bed...
On Wednesday, Meredith and I got ourselves a lil' visitor! Edie! Leigh was going out of town on and off for a few weeks and we happily agreed to look after her pooch. Here she is making herself right at home.
...and Leigh (seen here doing her best Coldstare! Icy!) was there with her brand new dappled daschund puppy Edie! Look at her teeny, tiny little weiner body! Go ahead: Awwwwwww!
As "those two" got closer, we realized it was Ellen and Leigh and that we'd just been busted checking out our own friends! Ellen was there with Piper...
Edie (the tiny little puppy) kept bullying Piper. She'd lay in the grass and feign indifference, but then as soon as Piper wandered into "striking range"...
...SHA-POW! She'd leap into action and attack! Eventually, Piper was preemptively laying down and being like "Fuck it. You win. I'm on the ground already so you don't have to knock me over, ok?"
Later that afternoon, Mer and I went to Tompkins Square to relax in the grass and read. We looked up from our books and saw two totally hot chicks crossing the park with tiny dogs. We were like "Whoa, check out those two."
