Life with the Hounds

Mom calls me her little flour dog

February 27th 2009 7:37 pm
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Mom calls me her little flour dog. Yes,that is the correct spelling. Mom came home from work, I wasn"t there greet her by the front door ,only Pearl. So she knew something was up. She looked inside the living room. She saw that I had taken a new 5 lb bag of flour from the kitchen into the living room and ripped it open . Flour was all over the floor, our dog bed ,etc. None was left in the bag. I mean none. Mom found me in the basement stairwell looking up at her and trying to become invisible.( the animal experts say that dogs don't have a guilty conscious , they haven't meet any of Mom's dogs). It did not work she saw me. So I give her that look that trys to say I did not do it ,Mom ,it must of been Pearl . I knew she didn't believe me. Cause my nose (Mom has picture) was covered in flour and my black fur show white powder all over it. She told me this was the second ( I did not learn the first time) and last time I better do this or I would not get any homemade treats. She also told me that she loved me to pieces which was a good thing. Or there would of been a phone call placed to Aunt Vicky about a re-homing question. Just kidding ,she told me that I and Pearl are hers for life.

 
 

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