Elvis has been a complete MONSTER all morning. He woke me up by biting my face, then chewed through his new collar from Dan and Millie. That's right, I said chewed through. THEN, I was cleaning out my car, and he ran off with a bag I had put my XM radio/accessories in (by the way, anyone want a FREE XM radio?) I had to chase him around the driveway and finally bribe him with a coke bottle.
I have a theory.
Elvis is not half-bichon/half-shih tzu as we originally thought.
He is actually a hybrid animal. I believe there was a lab on a farm in Hurley, SD that successfully bred a dog, cat, rabbit, goat, and snake ALL AT ONCE. Then, they advertised these cute little "puppies" on some online yellow page ad and now here we are.
The other day, I let Elvis into the backyard (as usual.) Then, about 30 minutes later, I'm wondering where he is. Elvis usually stays out for no longer than 5 minutes, then can't stand being away from us. Something wasn't right...
I went out to check on him, make sure everything was alright and he was nowhere to be found. So I walked around the side of the house and there he was, laying in the driveway.
In the middle of a pile of garbage.
I'd left the garage door open, with a bag of trash in there. Elvis dragged a tall kitchen bag full of trash out into the driveway, opened it at the drawstrings (seriously, not one hole torn in the bag) and pulled out every single thing in there.
Foil, paper plates, plastic forks, a container of spaghetti.
I quickly picked all the trash up while he snapped at my hands, trying to get me to leave it.
Then, I finally looked down at him, and this is what I saw.
Spaghetti face.
3 comments:
Cuuuute. How do you get mad at a face like that?
I don't - it's impossible!
Ohhh little baby is cute with a little spaghetti residue!!!
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