Doggy Gothic

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They are a bit serious. Here's the real Doggy Gothic (click the link). 

They are quite the pair, the Chow-Collie mutt fur ball and the Coonhoundish sweetheart. This morning they sprinted back and forth through the snowblown path to the bus, Espresso barking incessantly directly in Charlottes ear whenever she'd stop as if the big-floppy things blocked her hearing.

"Hello! Hello! PLAY! PLAY!"

And then they'd run. Play.

Then Charlotte would stop. 

"PLAY! PlAY! Can you hear me?! PLAY!"

And they'd take off running again, snow flying, tails wagging. Parents laughing. It's a bit of puppy love, those two.