Well we went to El Paso for my grandma's funeral. We left Thursday night and the funeral was Friday. I cleaned the house extra good so we could come home and be able to chill, but that didnt happen. Apparently it stormed pretty bad while we were gone so somehow our back door opened (even though it was locked) and the dogs came in. Three dogs! Dutch, Sadie & Rusty. Tramp was in another fence. Okay first of all these dogs arent even mine (except Rusty), which makes things much worse. So they tore up the trash all over our house, then tore up everything else you cant think of and I mean EVERTHING. They chewed our shoes, clothes, remotes, jewelry and they even pulled everything off the kitchen counters. They got mud all over our floors, carpets and walls. Our house smelled like horrible dog. SO, we spent a few hours getting our house back to normal, it was terrible. They even slept on our bed, so after washing our comforter and shampooing our carpet, we were able to sit down. It was late and I was super drained, but then, I FELT THE BABY MOVE! :) that made my night...
Big Al is the only good dog I know..
Big Al is the only good dog I know..
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Sorry the dogs gave you such a hard time.
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