Want to swap loveable looney stories?
Okay - here's what my loveable loonies were just up to last week.
They've been getting roaming privileges lately - I leave the bedroom door open upstairs because they like to go up there and look out the big front windows at everything going on in the street - sometimes they bounce back from the back view, here in the family room where I am typing, to the front view, upstairs.
It's good exercise for them to run up and down the stairs, and they like the choice.
It was too quiet.
Suddenly Duke (2 years 4 months) slunk downstairs and onto the sofa with me, but not NEXT to me - he laid down with his back to me and pretended to go right to sleep.
That did not bode well for what they had been up to.
So I went upstairs.
As I walked up the stairs, I saw my pillowcase - empty - at the top of the stairs.
Not a good sign.
Then I turned into the bedroom.
There was a pile of feathers. Undisturbed.
Abby was lying on the bed, with her back to the feathers.
Clearly NEITHER of the puppies was going to confess to the deed.
I think they thought they killed the bird.
So they've not had roaming privileges in a while.
Hmmm. It's silent again.
I think I need to go see what's going on.
Any other good loveale loonie stories? I mean this not as an insult. And they're very bright dogs - they KNEW they shouldn't have killed Mommy's pillow. But playing tug-of-war with it must have seemed like a good idea at the time. They just couldn't figure out where to go to completely disappear.