Midnight Snack

Last night I was outside playing and mamma was in the sun room painting and Molly had a couple friends over to watch a movie so no one was paying any attention to me. I found a rabbit. All I get to eat is dry dog food and water so a rabbit is a very tasty snack to a dog. I was happily eating my rabbit and mamma opened the door for me to come into the house so I brought it to the kitchen and put it on the floor and all of a sudden my mamma let out a very loud and scary scream….I didn’t know what was wrong with her and neither did Molly or her friends because they came running to see what was wrong. They also screamed and then I was really scared. I was sent to my crate and while there I was able to figure out that the problem was the rabbit on the floor. Apparently everyone is allowed to have a snack in the house except for me. I am only allowed to eat dry dog food and an occasional “chewy”.

Here is a photo of me and my snack. Mamma got rid of the rabbit and I was not allowed to finish eating it. The good news is that no one knows where the rabbit came from or how I got it and I’m not telling anyone! I may be eating a rabbit snack again some day, I will just have to be a bit more discrete about it.

No Pins for Puppies!

Last Sunday when mamma came home from church she was very mad at me. In fact, I have never seen her quite so upset. My mamma has started a new craft and it involves a very brightly colored pin cushion and threads and buttons and beads and all kinds of pretty supplies. She is crazy quilting some squares and her plan is to make some pillows for the sun room. Ok, so I was very attracted to the pin cushion and put it in my crate and while she was at church I pulled the pins out. I learned a lesson about pins, they are very sharp and not at all something that I will be playing with again.

When mamma came home from church the brightly colored pin cushion in my crate caught her eye and she was really mad at me. I think she was mostly scared because she felt like a bad mamma to leave a pin cushion where I could get it. I could have been really hurt if I would have eaten a pin. She looked in my mouth and pulled a pin out of my side that I managed to get stuck in me and then she called her friend who told her to watch me and make sure I was acting normal. So to make mamma feel better I chased the cats that afternoon and barked at the birds and did all kinds of “normal” things so that she would know that I was ok and didn’t swallow any pins.

If you are a puppy and are reading my blog, I wouldn’t recommend tearing apart a pin cushion, it was not a good experience.