Dory and Exploring

I was in the laundry room when Juno came rocketing through the cat door. She was puffed up from head to toe. 

"What's up Juno?" I said to the cat as she trotted into the next room then stopped to nonchalantly lick her shoulder. 

I opened the door to the garage and looked out. Our next door neighbor, Dory the Pug, was there grinning from ear to ear. 

"Dory, did you chase my cat?" I asked the happy little dog as I walked through the garage to see where her owners were.

Dory's dad, Chris, was mowing the lawn. Dory followed me out of the garage and headed home. 

"Hey Chris!" I yelled, "Dory's over here. She chased Juno into the house. Is it okay if she comes over and plays with Ray?"

"Sure," said Chris, redirecting the pug to my backyard.

Ray has never played with Dory before but he likes to tease her through the fence, and unlike their first encounter, their meetings lately have been cordial. I was no longer worried about him hurting her. 

Also, Ray has been so bored lately that I figured any distraction, however minor, would be a good one. 

Dory sauntered into the backyard and started exploring. After a brief moment of excitement at the presence of that-thing-that-kinda-smells-like-a-dog-but-couldn't-possibly-be-one, Ray stood still, his eyebrows working his forehead like two small children on a teeter totter.

I let Dory poke around the yard a bit, then realized that Ray was not engaging his brain in any way. I went to yell to my neighbor again.

"Hey Chris! Is it okay if Ray and Dory play in your backyard?"

"Sure," said Chris agreeably. 

I called to Ray and Dory. Ray ambled over and I shunted him towards Chris who led him to his backyard. Dory followed.

I went to retrieve my camera, climbed up on a stump and watched the dogs over the fence. While Ray explored, Dory kindly escorted her visitor.

Ray, it's good to stop and smell the flowers every once in awhile.
Actually I think maybe Archie peed here so this is not a good example.

I don't know what that was. Do you?

…and this is where I pee

If you want to go home, this is where the gate is ...

...but you don't have to leave just yet.

If you come this way, I'll show you where we keep our dishes.

Uh, just a little farther, and to your left. That's just grass.

Huh, this grass does smell like a dog dish.