Today at lunch we were talking about pets, my pets name is shit dog and here’s why:
Not only has he knocked down the trash to eat what is inside, chewed on 6 purses-2-coach, 3 Dooney, and one Kate Spade, he has also chewed up about 12 of my shoes. Not the pair of shoes but one shoe from 12 different pairs. But the most laugh we had today about shit dog is if we leave for any amount of time and forget to put him into the cage when we come home and he is not there to greet us that means he has done something wrong and we have to figure out what is out of place or eaten because if he is good, he is there to greet us with a smile and a wagging tale.
The most amazing trick he has figured out to do which none of my coworkers can believe so I am going to have to get it on film is….
He will pull down the dishwasher door to lick all the plates and bowls. Then he will stand on the dishwasher door to open the drawer and jump up on the drawer to jump on the counter to be able to eat anything and everything we have left on the counter. He will only do this trick when we are not home so at first Kenny and I could not figure out what was going on, why was the dishwasher door down and the drawer open right next to the dishwasher? Then we realized what was going on.
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