Dog Woes 2

I have many burning questions about my two dogs, Rusty and Star. Why do my dogs like stinky smells? Whenever I have bad breath my dogs love me even more. Enough said.

Why do my dogs dig in our household trash? We have resorted to blocking off all the rooms in our house when we leave because our precious dogs can't be trusted to stay out of the garbage. The doorknobs on the lower cupboard have a heavy duty rubber band wrapped around them because our dogs try to get at the trash can behind it.

Why do my dogs eat poop? There's no way to understand that one.

And finally, how can I tell which of my dogs ate my two, bright pink, sponge earplugs that were laying on my nightstand this morning and are now missing? Unfortunately, I'm sure the answer will become clear the next time I have poop patrol!

Dog Woes

Star is a very obstinate dog; she's more like a cat really-very independent and stubborn.

To illustrate my point, I was outside in my front yard visiting with my friends, when I happened to look over and see her through the front window perched on the leather recliner. Now mind you, Star is not allowed on the furniture. In my brilliance, (which will be disproved shortly), I thought I could scare her enough to jump down off the chair. I charged full speed at my front window, of course the thorny bush planted in front of it, stopped me cold. Star didn't budge. Star didn't flinch. Star is obstinate.

Thinking if I could just get closer, I could scare her off, I proceeded to circumvent the thorny bush and instead tripped on the main water valve and knocked it loose. Being made of 20-year-old brittle PVC pipe, you can probably predict what happened next. The water spray was pretty forceful and for ½ second I considered running the other way, but I didn't. I couldn't. I made this mess; I was going to have to face the cold, wet consequences. First I turned the main valve all the way off, but the water continued to spray me. Then I thought, "I must have turned the wrong valve," so I played around with the garden spigot, that didn't work either. I went back to the main valve-that had to be the right one. There was no other choice. This time, I turned the offending valve the correct way and the water finally subsided. Shamefully, I turned back around toward my friends. What a sight I was! I was totally saturated, my hair all the way down to my shoes received a thorough soaking.

I slunk inside to change, I didn't even bother to put on real clothes, I just threw my wet things in the sink, slicked my hair back and came out in my bathrobe. You know you have dear, precious friends when you can finish your visit in your bathrobe.

Star is a very obstinate dog. Oh, I forgot to mention when this all happened-Friday the 13^th.