So as most of you know we have another dog. Around Feb. we got an English Bulldog. His name is Fennrir. We call him Fen! he is only 8mos old, and with his size it is sometimes hard to remember that. Right now he is losing and growing teeth (teething). Which means...chewing! His favorite things is wood. He usually finds branches outside but one day he was inside cause we love him too and enjoy playing with him! Since he is a puppy we have a pee pad in the laundry room for him to use if he can't make it outside in time. For a puppy he is good at the potty thing. Most of the time he goes outside. Bones...the little dog took forever to train! I walked into this the other day and just had to laugh. The look on his face was priceless!
What? I didn't do it!
OK...this looks bad!
OK, now we'll move onto the next part of the stories. Danny came home from Indiana a couple of WEEKS ago and the airport destroyed his luggage. So he said all he had to do was come home, unpack and toss it in the trash. This from the guy who has been leaving his laundry in a suitcase until I get tired of tripping over it and empty it. He will starta asking me where all his G's and socks are. I'll say, in the unpacked suitcase and he really won't say much. So this last time we assured me it would be so easy to take care of. So he came home, emptied the suitcase of clothes and it layed on the floor. Then, it layed there some more. One day I thought, he always tells me to put things where people can see them. So I took the suitcase and put it on HIS side of the bed. I never said a word to him about it, cause I was not going to fight with him. He looked at is as he got into bed and said, he needed to get the reciepts out before he threw it away. Danny had to do receipts for things he spent on work trips. Most people do. So the next two days go by and still nothing, but this huge thing in my bedroom floor. So I empty the receipts and TUCK IT INTO his side of the bed. Then that night it's back on the floor. Granted, I could have very simply taken it out and put it in the trash. I was just so done that week. I was tired of giving in, compromising. So I talked to some of my girl friends at playgroup and they all had some fun things to say. So I decided, I wasn't going to let him run from the suitcase. It was going to follow him and always be there around every corner. So the next day (Saturday) this is what he found in the shower.
He just wants to be your friend!
Over the next week it followed Danny to his car and was waiting for him in his spot in the garage when he got home from work. I am happy to report that the suitcase is now in the trash can. I know Danny is glad cause he was not looking forward to that thing coming with us to the nursing home when we are old! LOL!