Although I wasn't there for any of it, I imagine this is how things went before the dog-sitter arrived on Christmas afternoon.
Hank and Scout slept in on Christmas day until about noon. They'd had a rough couple of days before that, filled with lengthy power naps and the occasional turn at Neighborhood Watch. After waking up, they decided to exchange Christmas presents. Scout gave Hank some of her Kibbles (which he loved), then she gave him a good grooming (which he hated). Hank gave Scout one of her own bones that he had stolen from her the night before (which thrilled her). Then they decided to take down the Christmas decorations.
Hank started tugging at the tree with his teeth, while Scout tugged at the lights on the tree. She quickly realized she would not know where to put the lights once she got them off, so she helpfully decided to eat them instead. After consuming parts of three light bulbs and a foot of the wire, her tummy revolted into small piles on the rug.
The happy ending is that the dogs are both OK now.
Posted by Andrew on December 26, 2007 at 6:20pmPermalink
The happy ending is that the dogs are both OK now.