me: Oh, I forgot to tell you that Easy* has taken to running into the house and grabbing the first random thing he can get his mouth on and then running back out to eat it. One day he got a piece of bread. Yesterday he got a paper towel.
bryan: Grabbing stuff? Why haven’t you put a stop to THAT?
me: Well, both times it was when one of the kids had gone through the back yard to open the door because we were locked out in the front. So I wasn’t in there to stop him. Seriously, though – a paper towel? That is one DUMB dog.
bryan: He’s inside while you’re locked out front. Who’s the dumb one?
*the combination basset hound/labrador retriever (bassador!) that my husband bought himself as a Christmas gift from me 2 years ago. Yes, you read that sentence correctly. Yes, he was trying to convince me with that name. And yes, he does still try to talk me into getting Easy a “backup dog.” Which is fine with me as long as he is happy with a “backup wife” as well.
dave barry had an "emergency backup dog" (i think his name was zippy), and it made for some hilarious columns. think about the blogging possibilities.
ok that is too funny.
so paper-eating pooches are not the norm? (love that alliteration) b/c our baxter has been voraciously tearing through any type of paper object (insert napkin, paper towel, cardboard box, greeting card) since we got ‘goatboy’ 7 yrs ago.
and the fact that Easy is a bassador, well, is almost as funny in my mind as our terridor (terrier/lab mix).