Thursday

My kind of Dog

Sweet Duchess, our spoiled rotten, ever-shedding dog is allowed in the house in the evenings. She knows to wander around and lick up any dinner drops that have been neglected. Even though her nose is even with our counter-tops, she never gets up on them to clean up leftovers or anything that might be out. Our table is even lower than that and she still will leave it all alone -- steaks, hamburgers, chicken scraps.

HOWEVER -- if you leave a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich unattended for more than 7 seconds, you can kiss it good-bye. It is HERS!

4 comments:

Roxanne said...

Grape or strawberry? She might have a tussle with Thad over PBGJ. . .he's insatiable.

Anne said...

She may be sweet and spoiled, but she has bad taste! She should definitely go for the steak or chicken :)

Anonymous said...

my dog got sprayed by a skunk for the 3rd time in his life-- wanna trade??

Jessica said...

To each his own... I'm going for the steak. Our cats have weird habits like that... on the few occasions they are in the house they get into the bread instead of the other stuff the kids have left out.