The dogs sleep gated in with us so Brady can have free reign of the house during the night, since the dogs rule during the day. Every morning when he hears Man and I stirring, Brady comes to the gate at our bedroom door and starts meowing. When I get up to let the dogs out, Brady usually stays put next to the door and the dogs go by without encounter but some mornings he stands crosswise in the hall so we cannot pass, meowing like he's distressed that the dogs are coming toward him. It's like he can't figure out that the dogs couldn't care less if he's there or not, as long as they can get to the back door to go out to potty. I can't decide if he thinks he's so special that he just can't wrap his head around the fact that the dogs don't care or if he is literally scared stiff!
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