Of late, I have been crying a lot at the thought of losing Picolo. While I was on the phone with yet another laboratory that might be able to ship his blood sample for an immigration test, he poops on the kitchen floor. Like that was not enough, he goes ahead and does this!
That’s him! The culprit – ” Huh? What sandals, what book? I wuz just be sleeping here all day”.
I am too stressed to even scold him so I let it go with just a sigh. Then he went at it AGAIN! This time there is evidence.
That’s him trying to pull a poker face. Bad luck buddy! That is an easily identifiable picture of you at the scene of crime.
I wanna do things to to him, things that would raise the ire of PETA.
I love it, dogs always pretend to be innocent, cats are like “Yeah, I did it. You want to make something of it?” (BTW I find that a particularly endearing quality of cats, because I’m weird that way.)
That dog! Oh, the puppy days.
Btw, does he have a curly tail?! He looks just like a Basenji, which happens to be a rare African breed. They don’t really bark either.
He has a tail that coils up like a serpent. Picolo is a mongrel, and was a stray dog, his mum was stray too. So his breed is anyones guess! But his ears are typical of Indian pariah dogs. They are an original Indian pedigree, a bit like the dingo.
Little cuttie pie
How big do they get?
My dogs are really good at destruction and false innocence. My Charlie once went on a appliance killing spree that cost me a vacuum cleaner, a spot cleaner and my hot rollers. And then gave me the big puppy eyes from under his bangs (he’s a shih tzu mix with occasional long hair). I wanted to murder him. But, I somehow restrained myself and he’s since gone on to destroy shoes, underwear and pens galore. Yet, for some reason he is completely uninterested in the chew toys bought specifically for this sort of thing.
Exactly! Picolo has so many chew toys but he plays with none of them! He prefers the coffee table and fabric. He sits on my bed and endlessly chews the sheet and loves denim. Small mercies, my coffee table is a very cheap one, but my jeans not so cheap.
*lol*
He just has this expression of “What? You mean the shoe WASN’T for me to chew?”
Been through that!
I had purchased a brand new pair of the perfect DK winter boots in the states – exactly what I had wanted to get through these muddy winters and the doggy forest. Less than 2 weeks after getting them back here – my sweet Zoe dragged one boot out to the lawn and had lunch. Grrrr – that was definitely one day she knew I was angry!
LOL!
Look at that face!