Posts Categorized: Submitted

He was being so good outside….chewing on his deer bones, “prancing” around the yard, staying close to the house…..the next thing I know, I look out the window and he has no head. He dug deep enough to find the mole run …. or he was digging for oil, gold, or China….not sure, but he would have found all of the above if I didn’t put a stop to it. He was definitely ashamed and wouldn’t make eye contact with me afterwards. It was a challenge to get him into the laundry sink…..legs, feet, arms, hands, head flailing in all directions, trying to make himself too big to fit in the sink….of course, all of this with muddy paws on my sink, washing machine, walls, me, my clothes…. But once he realized it was a losing battle, he was good during the bath. He is now clean, in his crate, and sleeping like a baby.