Lu and I are currently in the process of a bathroom renovation. We've gotten some Small Black Dog help along the way, usually followed by entreaties to "Drop That" or "Could You Please Move" and the like. After one work day I exited to find this in the living room.
Uh oh. That can't be good. Further exploration revealed to extent of the crime.
And the culprit.
He pled insanity and threw himself on the mercy of the court. A criminal mastermind he ain't.
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Puppies. If you can't see 'em or hear 'em, you'd better go find 'em because they're getting into trouble.
Was that just one roll of tp or several?
This just begs the obvious question--Where in the hell was the boss during this truant operation? Puppies are Puppies and ya just gotta love em. WTF Angus good boy.
I only took my eyes off him for a second. Well Ok, maybe just a bit longer. I swear, he knows exactly when I'm not paying attention.
I will be in the bathtub, Barkley sound asleep in the other part of the house, when I'll see the shadow, along the wall. If knows there's a slipper lying there and also that I'm NOT going to break my neck trying to get out of the tub and chase him, bubbles flying everywhere.
It must be a superpower dogs have Brigid. Passed on from Momma who has eyes in the back of her head no doubt :)
Hah hah, hee hee, ho ho! Snicker, snort, and all that jazz! He wouldn't be a lab if he hadn't, and I do seem to remember several photos of Trooper destruction sites that exist! Miles got ahold of a TP bag once, took out three or four before he realized that, no, TP is NOT bread!
Remember that mess behind the house when he got into the trash? Angus is most definitely following in his big brother's footsteps.
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