So I'll laugh instead.
So I hear a click and turn to see Clemson the foster (14 months old, 75 pounds and about 24" at the shoulder) standing in the middle of the dining room table.
When I yelled Clemson bad dog, Buddy who was asleep on the couch got up and went into his kennel and then peeked out at me.
What I really needed was the camera in easy reach.
I see sushi in your immediate future, if wifey hears about this. LOL
Last edited by Buddysmom; 05-18-2011 at 09:31 PM.
Eiderdowns That's My Buddy
CDX, RE, WC, CGC, TDInc.
The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. -- Gandhi
LMBO - my Buddy would have done exactly the same thing! Any time we scold Champ, Buddy ducks into his crate and then peeks out to see if it's okay to come out.
Clemson, dude, you'd better learn the rules of the house PDQ before you are served up on that table!
Jackie, Champ, and Buddy