Shi*t My Pets Ruined
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| It's been a long, long, time. All I can remember off hand was a red sweater ordered from LandsEnd and UPS threw it over the fence (locked gate). Apparently the box and sweater was the main feature in rugby match between all the dogs. I suspect Paige or Stella started the game and the boys soon followed. By the time I got home there were some sleeves and collar but not much else but a lot of red yarn. Bagged it all up and sent it back to them.......got a replacement. Shane pretty much single-pawed dug up 120 rose bushes...the bushes caught his tail. Once he figured it out, it was revenge. He's the one who ate all my chicks and ducklings by laying close to the gate when when they came near, pushed the gate enough for them to come out and he'd have himself a snack. He was a lovely boy otherwise. Sam and Abbott were log men, they'd take down the firewood stack and shred the wood into starter sticks....at least that was their story. Paige also scratched the gasket off two garage doors....while they were shut. Just the part that extended beyond the doors......no excuse there other than maybe trying to get to her arch enemy Olivia who had the garage and whole back yard for her home. The girls did not tolerate one another. Basil ate a new bathroom rug I had just purchased and was taking home.....and he promptly threw it back up about 60 miles into the road trip. Present K9 family.......Jack has broken doors, screen doors, door latches, thresholds....all in his enthusiasm to get out.....or in. |
| Apache, 1st oes, ate all the rose bushes down to the nubbins. Tripper chewed up a new black sweater I bought and hadn't quite gotten hung up right away. Tripper and Farley, 2nd oes, were playing tug of war on the deck when they were puppies, could see they had something so went to look, it was my bra. Tripper had the strap around his neck and it was a gonner. Sad thing was, it was my weekend, stretched out, comfy one. |
| When child I remember my friend's two Siberian huskies having a tug of war as they romped in the front yard......with my friend's mother's girdle. This was back when one did not even admit they wore a girdle let along show it in public. |
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