As many of you know, I adore Barley - our ever crazy pooch. I am home today due to the ice storm in IL and have had a very productive day of cleaning out closets. Barley has been very good all day...mostly just hanging on the couch while I've been working. I was upstairs and he was downstairs, I just assumed he was still laying around. Of course he must have been bored from my not paying attention to him so he jumped up on the counter while I was upstairs and got ahold of a new package of hotdog buns. I didn't catch him until he had eaten SEVEN of them...only one mangled hotdog bun remained in the package when I saw what he had been up to. We always know when he's doing something bad because he hides in the dining room behind the table - that is where I found him. Now I'm just waiting for the puke fest to ensue...Barley doesn't eat people food unless there are a couple crumbs on the floor. I'm assuming all of that dough will not sit well in the tummy of a dog not at all used to anything but dog food. Anyway, thought you all might find this story funny. I find it funny too (as long as he doesn't puke on the carpet!).
Update: No puking!! Hooray for Barley's stomach of iron!
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