You know the saying, “when the cats away the mice will play.” Well, that is exactly what happened in my house this weekend. My son and I left for a couple of days to enjoy time with my parents and my husband and fur kids stayed home. Eating, walking, playing and tackling a minor honey-do list.
When I say dogs gone wild…it was really only one dog that went a bit loony and my husband was home the entire time. Hmmmm…..maybe it wasn’t dogs going wild. Rather, pack leader not paying attention.
Abe, our first child succeeded in eating two pieces of strawberry cake with whipped cream icing which he pulled out of the garbage. It was in the garbage according to my husband…but I suspect that it wasn’t fully in there with the lid closed. Perhaps on top of or even on the counter waiting to be put in the garbage is more like it.
Abe ended his Labor Day feasting on a wonderful second dinner of a Jimmy John’s gourmet sandwich. Specifically, a #12 Beach Club, low on mayo and no cucumbers. This, my husband left on the couch while he answered a work call.
As soon as I pulled in my driveway last night I was met by my husband and the two dogs. The first words out of my husband’s mouth were, “Abe was so incredibly bad this weekend.” After learning the details, I do believe Abe was mischievous and my husband might have been laying down on the job. 🙂
Dog trainer needed? I don’t think so. Jenn’s dog school was back in session this morning. And, a power walk and healthy dog food were the only things on the menu.
Everyone is happy and healthy although both hounds look a bit plumper than they were before I left. And my husband? We are giving him the day off.