Bad Dog

We have a cute cuddly puppy named Snickers. Well, he used to be cute and cuddly. Now he is a big galoot. He is large and uncoordinated and completely lovable. It is amazing how much you can become attached to an animal that tears up your furniture, chews up your shoes and woodwork, and shreds any loose item in the house. He does it in such an innocent manner that it is tough to get mad.

We have another dog named Oreo that has never been any trouble. We have given her free reign of the house since we got her and she has left everything alone. Well almost. I brought dinner home from Subway last Thursday and left two sandwiches on the table for the girls. I went to pick up one of them at a softball game and when I got home, Oreo had eaten one sandwich and was working on the other. I had just fed her which made the second dinner more of an aggrevation.

Both dogs are a treasure to have around. They are constant companions and give you someone to talk to that just listens. They are always looking for something to do in the house and follow you around like little lost puppies ( I guess they are only bigger) when you first get up. If it wasn't for the contant licking from Oreo and the incessent nudging from Snickers, it would be a perfect relationship. Of course, they are so darn cute, it is easy to overlook those grave character flaws.

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