Libby, one of our cats, would get under the covers of our bed. Then we’d tell Bear, a Keeshond, there was a monster in the bed. She’d jump up and sniff at and paw at the “monster.” Jordan, our Doberman, makes a brief appearance. 2004
In case you didn’t know, Keeshonds are Dutch barge dogs with an interesting history. They were almost wiped out as a breed due to Dutch politics, but the breed was resurrected in the 1920’s something, I think.
Here’s Blueberry and Abercrombie wrestling on the beach. The video ends suddenly, because I was run over by the two of them.
And here’s Blueberry running through a tunnel in a play session in an agility course.
I’ll probably post more later.
Let me preference this that for 6 years I ran a mental health support website called ‘Broken Wings & Fallen Angels,’ which covered dozens of disorders, one of which was OCD. Now, I don’t have OCD, er, I think. I’m Dutch, which is sort of the same thing. 
That being said, when I came across this video, I laughed my ass off. This is an excellent example of one side of OCD; obsession with cleanliness (which is why being Dutch is darn near OCD). At least she isn’t scrubbing her door stoop.
