Thursday, June 21, 2007

What a dork

Yesterday was my day off so Jason graciously took dog duty so that I could sleep in. Dog duty basically means feeding the monster (even though he never finishes a meal), keeping him from chewing on the couch cushions, making sure he doesn't sneak an empty toilet paper roll out of Jason's bathroom, whispering "No, leave it!" as quietly as possible as to not wake the sleeping spouse, and them putting the crate and dog outside in the back yard. Jason did all this without waking me, God bless him, and by the time I woke Knox had been out for about an hour and a half.

I wake up, open the front door to water my flowers, and find Knox sitting there looking up at me with that goofy dog grin of his. Hmmmm. Shouldn't he be at the back door not the front? Yes, dear reader, you are correct. But a storm had blown the back gate open providing Knox with his newfound freedom. What did our dog do with almost two hours of unbridled liberty? Gathered newspapers from the neighbor's yards and placed them neatly on the back porch right by the door. Didn't even chew on them. And then rushed from the back to the front when he heard me open the front door.

Good dog.


  1. Anonymous5:02 PM

    Clever Boy!
    Now, how do you know that is all he did? Read Dylan's Day Out by Peter Catalinotto and you may have to think again!


  2. I love Knox. What a cute story.
    Can't wait to get a little 4-legged annoyance of my own!


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