Wolly Pog is not my friend any more
Despite her small stature, Wolly Pog is an old dog. In her dotage, she has apparently developed an aversion to doing her business on wet and/or cold ground. This means that we will occasionally find little gifts on the carpet or right outside the door on the sidewalk. Also, her breath stinks, and she likes to lick hands and faces. One might think that these would be sufficiently ingratiating to leave her without friend or sympathizer, but I am a forbearing man. However, Pog the Incorrigible also has a habit of bolting her food (or at least the little meaty treats her owner puts on her food). Tuesday, as a result, she developed an upset stomach, and threw up in my bed. And a suprising quantity of slimy meaty treats can be held in that little belly. So, as they say, now she's in the doghouse.
4 comments:
Ew. Will you be getting a new set of sheets or a new bed?
But, she's so cuuuuuuuuuuuute. Just look at that face.
Hey what's my picture doing there.
So if a cat misbehaves, you would send it to the cathouse?
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