We had people over to our house last weekend.
We told everyone if they survived the night– and weren’t eaten by the bird-sized mosquitos –then they could take a dog home. Puppy party favors!!!
Everything started out great. I gave Rick and Pink some chicken. I even took the bones out, Mr. We’ve Had Them Since They Were Tiny said they’d choke and die if we didn’t. But, after seeing them eat a tree, and drink posion, I think they would have been fine eating bones. They must have little tanks inside for stomachs.
Back to the party. We had to move the party inside after a few minutes, because the mosquitos attacked. One tugged on my jeans. I even had to spray Off on my face. It made my lips numb.
We moved inside. One of our guests is a reporter for a local tv station. About ten minutes after moving inside she says, “I see one dog in the front yard.” I have no idea how she spotted him. But then, with out missing a reporter beat she said, “Correction, now there are three dogs in the front yard.”
She sounded like she was giving a report from about our front yard. It was a Pink and Rick Live Report!
So we ran outside. Here’s a picture mid run.
I was scared because the last time they got out– they ran down the street to the neighbor’s house and jumped into the swimming pool.
So, I knew we only had seconds to get the dogs.
I yelled, “Pink, Rick, Stop!”
The dogs knew they were caught, so they didn’t give us much of a fight They turned anround and looked at us like, “Hey guys, we were just looking for you.”
But I know better, they were headed to the pool.
“No,” their eyes said, “honestly. We just want to ppplllllaaaayyy with you.”
Their sweet eyes didn’t work. We put them back in the pen.
It could have been much worse. Like drive around town, ruin our dinner worse.
So, even though they flooded the backyard, I guess we’re even because they didn’t ruin our dinner. But who knows, maybe the next time we have people over, they’ll light the house on fur by building up friction in their fur and rubbing themselves against the back of the house until it sparks and goes up in flames.
I better stop before I give them any ideas.
Maybe we should all try and get away with breaking out of our “pens” this week. Maybe you’ll get away with something you never thought you would! Let me know!