“My name is Trooper. I eat vintage Star wars toys, all kinds of books, and shoes.”
Trooper is normally very energetic in the morning as i get ready for work. This morning, he stayed quietly in his crate so when it was time to leave for work I didn’t think to lock the crate. When I got home from work, the living room floor was covered in shredded books and shoes, in the middle of which was a very grisly scene: my old Star Wars landspeeder completely chewed up with Luke and Obi-wan lying headless (and limbless) on the floor. Master Yoda is missing in action.
We had a teacher staying with us from France for 10 days. One day, Jerry the Weim headbutted our guest’s door open and ripped everything out of his suitcase. Jerry ate an entire bag of dried fruits and nuts, ripped labels off of our friend’s newly purchased spices, and threw clothes all over the room.
Jerry the Weim then proceeded to eat our daughter’s 20 pieces of Halloween candy that she kept as her favorite. He found those in her closed closet.
The joy of a Weimaraner!!
“You don’t need an electric blanket when you have a dog to keep your feet warm!”
This is Hobie. She likes to hide under the bed. Apparently, she confused the cord for the electric blanket (not plugged in at the time) for a chew toy.
Cooper, our rat terrier is an OCD – obsessive compulsive dog. He scratches his neck until he bleeds, so he has to wear cortizone 10, gauze, bandages, and the dreaded neck sock! How humiliating.
“I jump on Mommy’s head to get her out of bed in the morning! I’m so proud of myself when it works!!” Rodin says Hello from South Africa! and feels no shame at all.