We have doggy doors on both our front and back doors. When we put them in Klaus was an active young dog. Him and Otto would charge through the doors at bullet speed.
These days Klaus isn’t an active young pup anymore. He is such a sweet and loving boy but has gotten more stubborn and picky as he gets older…and lazy.
After we got home from our farmers market, Marty was sitting on the front porch; Klaus sat there looking out the doggy door, deciding if it was worth the squeeze through the door.
I wish I had a photo of when he is outside and sticks just his head through the doggy door. He’s taking a peek at what’s going on inside while he’s lying on the back porch. All I can think of when his head pops through the door is, “Does this door make me look fat?” As if he’s trying on a pair of tight jeans.
He still loves playing ball and going for walks, but when it comes to anything else, he takes his sweet ass time deciding what he’s going to do. Klaus is a bulldog through and through. The one thing that he does do very quickly is shed; a lot. 😆