May 30, 2019

White Dog gently cleared her throat and got no response from her sister. She moved a little closer and touched paws. Still nothing. WD bumped her head against Bailey's side. Bailey was sleeping soundly across the doorway and White Dog had just about exhausted polite options of asking her to be let through.

White Dog looked at me.

"Well, you COULD just jump over," I suggested.

White Dog tried one more "Ahem" then backed up two steps and nimbly jumped across Bailey's midriff. Bailey never even knew.