Those 70ish girls…Bad stuffing happens

Lav wrote a hilarious, true Murdo story. There are two parts and I need to talk to her before we post it. I don’t want to ruin it and she has to help me with the pictures. I laughed until the tears were rolling down my cheeks. I needed a good laugh.

This is why…

We used to have what I thought was a really nice area rug. Apparently our dogs, Nellie and Rylie didn’t like it so much. While I was at the reunion in South Dakota, they ate it, or at least enough of it that it couldn’t continue to reside on our floor. We did the only thing we could do. We threw it away and bought another one.

For weeks, Kip and I didn’t leave the house, together. One of us had to stay home and watch the dogs. We didn’t intend to live that way, forever. We are trying to sell our house so we didn’t want anything else to get eaten.

We gradually started to leave the pups alone for short periods of time and they were good. They didn’t eat anything but a few toys we purposely left on the floor, and their bones.

I forgot to mention we purchased a video-cam. It’s sort of like a nanny-cam. A friend of ours showed us how they use one to keep an eye on their dog while they’re away from the house. It works great. It has a beautiful clear picture… as Kip discovered while he watched Nellie and Ryle eat the rug while he was at a doctor’s appointment.

This morning, because the dogs had been good for short periods of time, we decided we could attend church together. We stopped off to get a bite of breakfast on the way, and were about to leave when Kip looked at the doggy-cam and saw Rylie tearing Nellie’s huge bed up with Nellie lying in it. She really did just lounge there and watch him tear her bed into little pieces. Kip told me what was happening so we went home, kicked the dogs out of the room the bed was in, shut the door, scolded them, and left. (Nellie wasn’t the instigator, but we knew she had eventually joined in on the ripping-up party.)

After we got to church, Kip once again looked at the doggy-cam. He advised me that I had not closed the bedroom door or at least it didn’t latch. The dogs were back in there completing their task.

When we got home, we spent the next couple of hours cleaning up the mess. We stayed mad this whole time.

We thought about blaming the cat, but even if she had made fun of them, which she often does, we knew that blaming her was a stretch.

In the end, we did the only thing that made sense to us…We threw out the doggy-cam. We would rather wait until we get home to find out if bad stuff has happened.

One thought on “Those 70ish girls…Bad stuffing happens

  1. sanjuan831 August 22, 2022 / 3:14 pm

    Well done, dog owners. I agree with your decision to get rid of the doggie cam. Just wait til you get home and enjoy your time out of the house! What can they do while you’re gone?
    Hmm. Don’t answer that.

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