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She's definately no angel!

Friday Jan 17, 2003 01:39:00 PM

(REAL Family Press - 1/17/03 - copyrighted Linda Nelson AKA "The Lady")

Speaking of funny (NOT), yet again the BooBooDog has struck… Why she does this, I have no idea… I have searched and searched for the reasons she does this, but it STILL baffles me…

Several weeks ago she stretched across from the couch to my computer trolley and snared my “AOL Blue glasses,” carried them to a hiding place and proceeded to chew off the ear tips of them… By the time I located them, she had managed to remove one entirely and do serious damage to the other…

As a temporary measure I ended up taping the ends with medical tape so that they would stop cutting into my ears and at least would sit properly (somewhat)… OMG Walmarts discontinued carrying these glasses (figures~!! grrrrrrrrrr) so I have no choice except to continue to try and use this mutilated set of glasses…

Next, she figured out that I would have occasional hard candies and lip balm on my trolley top… So whenever I leave my trolley (even to go to the bathroom), her first move is to stretch across and snare something off the trolley top, rush off and start chewing it up (plastic covering and all - whatever)…

To counter this measure, I put a set of drawers on the bottom shelf of the trolley to store things that she usually went after…

Last week I didn’t properly close one of the drawers so that it sorta/kinda locks itself close… As I came back into the family room, I saw her pulling the drawer open with her paws, reaching in and once again snaring candies from it… OMG~!!...

Of course, when you tell Paul about the latest incident of HIS dog participated in, you immediately hear – “Not the BooBooDog… she wouldn’t do anything like that… she’s my sweeeeetie….”…

Yeah right… She doesn’t chew up any of HIS stuff – ONLY MINE~!!!... I’d think she was sweet too if I wasn’t forever doing damage control on whatever she’d gotten her mouth around too~!!!

For weeks now I have gotten into the habit of pushing my trolley into the MIDDLE of the family room WHENEVER I leave it – JUST because of the BooBooDog… And of course, Paul comes through, pushes it back towards the couch and the next thing you know she’s snared something from the top of it – pens – lip balm (one of her favorites – I’ve replaced four now because of her – she particularly loves the blue Blistex) - you name it…

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…. Why does she do this?... She’s got MORE than enough cookies and pigs ears around here… Along with a large selection of toys… I just don’t get it… I DON’T believe it’s ‘because she loves you’ that both Paul and Desiree tell me..

However, last night she did it once more to me…

Paul drove me to OMG Walmarts to pick up his meds… When I left, I pushed the trolley back… But I guess I didn’t push it back far enough… We came home to find BooBooDog running from ‘the scene of the crime’ like she was guilty or something… From the spot she vacated, I quickly checked… And found my bottle of Whiteout which now sported massive amounts of tooth marks all around the soft plastic lid…

Trying to open or close it, the tooth marks dug into your fingers like handling a sea urchin or porcupine… So last night… There I am again in the bathroom, using the pumice stone trying to file down the tooth marks and porcupine-like pieces of plastic that stuck out all around the top of it…

Then I found that I could no longer open or shut it because filing down the top of the tooth marks also removed the ridges that are put there just for that purpose (crucial because it’s got to be closed tightly so the liquid doesn’t dry out on you)… Next, I have to go locate the huge first aid kit that Paul keeps to get some athletic tape so I can cover the lid and still save it…

OMG~!!... What is it with this dog?... Why only MY stuff and no one else’s?... How much more do I have to do to PROTECT MY STUFF???... And she’s ‘supposed’ to be the angel around here (according to Paul), but I don’t find Rogaine and YogiBear doing this to me – ONLY the BooBooDog…

She won’t allow me to hug Paul (Mr. Bill, Nanna and Des can testify to this) and if we do, she’s immediately up on the recliner, quickly moves between Paul and I, and then PUSHES me with her feet as she uses Paul’s chest for leverage to make me move…

It’s obvious she’s jealous of me – maybe this is her subconscious attempt to move me out of the house… … The way she’s going, she might be the one finding a new address soon~!!... LOL… Either that or I’m going to have to go get stock in athletic (medical) tape because soon everything I use to work on the computer will be taped up with this darned stuff soon!…

As Always, The Lady

P.S. I just read the draft of the Press to Paul and his response?.... “Awwwwwww”… Figures… After all BooBooDog is HIS ANGEL.

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