Jazz hasn't yet figured out that she's big enough to jump onto the couch, so until she gets it, I have a set of steps set up so she can get up there when she wants to. But I moved them so that Chloe, my granddog who's staying with me for a couple of days, could get a little peace from the crazy-itty-bitty dogs when she wants to, particularly Jazz who just idolizes Chloe.
Psst! Tango! See those stairs over there? Go check 'em out, figure out
where they go. Will you huh? Will you? Go on, go. Go investigate.
Go! Go now. OK? Please, pretty please? Ple........
Jeez! Alright already!! Sheesh!
Hmmm.....they smell OK.
Wha??? Wait a minute!
Yeah...just as I suspected.
Jazz? Sorry lil sis. They're broken. They don't go anywhere.