Come To My Window/Juliet, Waiting for her Romeo

I have a theory about whoever built my house in 1985...they must've loved a wiener dog as much as I do. Why else would a builder make windows that are as low as mine??

I had this realization when I came into my bedroom and found Maggie looking out the window and she didn't have to struggle at all - it's one of the ONLY things in this people world that are wiener-dog-height-friendly!

There is a big dog that lives next door, but Maggie can only listen to the dog through the fence....but the other day when I found her at the window, I think I saw her finally figure out a way to look at her next door neighbor!