I’m a guide dog in training. If I don’t want to go somewhere I just lie down.
Scooby loves to lick everything. And as of lately… his new favorite thing is my bras. He is gross and has no shame!
My dog, after 12 years together, let a MOUSE (my personal kryptonite) move into OUR BEDROOM!! Not even just the back yard or the garage…OUR BEDROOM!! And there were little brown pieces of evidence that it had slept in HER bed, too! GEEZ! She KNOWS mom is terrified of rodents…TRAITOR! Lol
Have a cone and run into everything in the house, but still manage to get in the trash!
So it wasn’t a Death Eater after all…
Editor’s note: Just in case anyone is wondering, that’s a stuffed animal, not a real owl.
Incident Two happened while I was cleaning up Incident One. WHILE!
20 minutes before the Real Estate Agent came over to give an appraisal of our house.
All I wanted to do was read a book like Mom & Dad. When they got home, they found this Guess I’m never getting a Kindle now…
“Not only did I escape my harness and got hit by a car, but I bit the vet who fixed my leg. And pooped on her. Twice.”
Ramsay does look a little bit sad after pooping on his vet. But, he was on painkillers so it could just be the drugs. He did make a full recovery, though! And, he’s more spoiled than ever.