Gone to the Dogs

 

 

 

Don’t they look sweet and innocent?  This is Gracie’s favorite place to rest in the kitchen.

 

 

Typically, the dogs are gated in the kitchen during the course of the day. If we are gone, they are gated in the laundry room. In the mornings however, ONE dog, Chloe, wakes up religiously at 5:00 am every morning, demanding to go out and have some kibble. Gracie, would stay in bed until we pried her out with a crow bar.

 

 My routine is to take them out to do their business, give them some kibble and they will stay gated in the kitchen and go back to sleep on their pillow, or the kitchen chair Gracie has designated as hers. I stumble back to bed, or have coffee and surf.

 

 

 

One morning I come down to this. . .Yes! She actually rested her little head between the spindles and chewed to her heart’s content.  Does she have chew toys you ask? YES!

 

 

 

I make the discovery and after my initial shock, I think, “Oh Well, I’ll rotate the chair around to the corner where it will be less obvious. . .” I start to pull it out and move it around only to realize that she has chewed NOT ONE but, ALL FOUR in varying degrees, AS IF she’s trying to decide WHICH FLAVOR she prefers!

 

 

 This one was clearly the most tasty. . .

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  1 comment for “Gone to the Dogs

  1. Carolyn
    January 26, 2010 at 6:40 pm

    No, I don’t believe it! This sweet face, even with teeth attached, could not have done this. Fess up, you left the door open and a beaver crept in.

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