Attention dog-owners.
Consider this a Public Service Announcement.
I was at Food Lion the other day
and naturally was on the dog food aisle.
I decided to get some chew treats
for Dixie and Giada and Beau and Junior.
So Junior won't eat other things
he's not supposed to
because he does have a tendency to do that.
I've never had a problem giving
my puppies pig ears,
but I ran into a problem this morning with Junior
after he chewed and ingested the spiral chews.
Mr. Hawthorne walked into the living room
this morning while I was
"blaaaaaahhhhhhhhhggginggggggg,"
(That's how he pronounces it.)
and asked me, "What's that on the floor over there?"
I turned to look and said,
"I don't know but I ain't cleaning it up."
I walked over to check it out
and recognized it as part pizza box
and part spiral rawhide which had ...
expanded.
I looked at poor Junior
and immediately his face and body language
went into hang-dog mode.
He knew he'd done something
socially unacceptable -
a faux pas, if you will.
Poor baby.
I tried to tell him everything was OK
and I'm sure you must feel muuuuuuch better.
But he wasn't havin' it.
Went under the bench in the corner.
So I straightened out the sheets and towels
Dixie was lying on
because I knew that's where he wanted to be.
No comments:
Post a Comment