Saturday, July 02, 2005
When we got home
we were greeted by Puck, at the door. THE DOOR! Yes, he had managed a jail-break from his travel crate! For as long as 8 hours. Unreal. We ran all over the house checking rooms for damage.
We found one of Kira's diapers half-eaten at the bottom of the stairs and a trail of poop all the way up the stairs, but that was IT as far as we can tell. I'm impressed. He tore around the house and yard looking guilty because of the poop and the diaper, but quickly got over that when he smelled the hot dogs I made the kids for dinner.
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Ugh they always go for the diapers dont they , ours did that once with Lukes ugh it was a nightmare.
ewwwwwwwwwwww, naughty dog.
My friends cat used to do that..and lately it's the cat box..which is thrown up all over the house...
Why do we have pets again? LOL
I should point out that the poop came from the dog, not the diaper. lol See, it could have been worse.
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