This sunny morning found Liquorice and Keaton sprawled out in the shade on front lawn each enjoying a rawhide treat as their “manservant” set about brushing the lovable Liquorice.
As always, my little darling was thoroughly enjoying her treat salivating over every last molecule of flavor! Keaton oft times leaves his treat or at best chews away with an air of disinterested preoccupation.
This morning was different!
The young master gnawed with an enthusiasm that would have done Liquorice proud! He was totally engrossed and it was a joy to behold his absolute pleasure! When finishing one section of Liquorice’s black coat I leaned over to where our not-so-little boy was indulging in gastronomic ecstasy, and watched the rhythmic action of jaw and ballooning jowls. For several seconds my face was close to his handsome features before the moment arrived that Keaton became aware of my presence. And when suddenly that moment came, Keaton’s face recoiled in a frozen study of shock and horror, as if all the demons of the Underworld abruptly arose before his innocent self!
Now I prefer to believe that the young master’s reaction merely reflected a happy delight at my unexpected presence. However Keaton’s was a huge “double-take”, such as perfected by comedians during the Golden Age of silent film! This left me to ponder, is my appearance really so revolting! <vbg>
Arthur Witten
Keaton – Strewth Dad, there must be a lot of Bulldog in your pedigree!
Liquorice – Now Keaton, we don’t question Dad’s ancestral lineage.