“I didn’t do anything”
Viki, our two years old mixed breed tore her pillow into little pieces and spread it through the whole garden. It must have taken a lot of time, I hope she enjoyed herself.
I certainly did not while cleaning it.
While visiting my brother, he showed me the new blanket he bought for the guest bedroom. My brother forgot to close the door and his dog Sampson jumped on the bed and made himself comfortable on the blanket that was just bought a few days before.
I escaped the fenced garden, crossed an icy canal (I am very lucky that the ice was thick enough to hold me!), chased a fox, rolled in something smelly, chased a cat, and made my mommy cry. I am a brat. (Look at this face, you can’t be angry at this face!)
We can’t figure out where Mandy is hiding our spoons and socks. Only one sock per pair, and we’ve gone through at least 20 spoons. Since she’s come inside with cobwebs on her nose, I have to assume she has a hoard under the deck. I’m not going under there to search.
Munchkin is 10 years old and I’ve had her since she was 7 weeks old. A typical food crazy dachshund, she steals food from anyone who isn’t savvy to her thieving ways. A horrible beggar as well, but completely unashamed of any and all inappropriate behaviour.
Dustin is our beautiful two year old Vizsla who hates us sleeping in. If the bedroom door is shut he will cry until we get up. If the door is open we get a wet nose in the face! This is just one of his misdemeanours.