Garry got Quincy from the Alexandria shelter when we had just been married three months. So we've had him for over five years. He's a really well trained dog, Garry put a lot of effort into his training, and so generally he's a great dog. But lately he has been interfering with my sleep. . . putting him on my bad list.
It started with an upset stomach. He had a horrible case of diarhea and just could not help but take care of it on the first floor. But a few deep cleanings later, I think that we're okay again.
But it made me nervous. Everytime I heard the jingle, jangle of his collar in the house, I'd wake up, concerned that he was off somewhere pooing away. So I started putting him outside. 2 am, 3 am, it really did not matter -- out he went. He was confused. But my carpets were safe.
Then last week he finally figured out how to unzip the small pocket of my purse where I keep snacks for the girls.
And last week he bumped the carbon monoxide tester button, making a BEEP BEEP BEEP sound out through the house at 2 am.
Egads. But it was just an accident. Just one of those things, I thought. Until he did it again last night. BEEP BEEP BEEP. 1 am.
Oh ya, bad list.
1 comment:
I love my dogs too but they are forever on my list as well..kinda like my kids :)
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