Thought this would be a fun topic to discuss. Because as we all know no dog is absolutely perfect .
Morrison has done his fair share of counter surfing. It's a rare occurrence but it happens. His worst offense was probably 2 years ago. It was the night before Thanksgiving and I was working the closing shift at my job at the time. My mom had been doing prep work for Thanksgiving dinner and had decided to bake the pumpkin pie. She pulled it out of the oven and then set it on the stove to cool before she left to pick me up from work.
It was a 30 min drive to my place of work...So we get home...And the house SMELLED like fresh baked pumpkin pie. I walked out into the kitchen and noticed a random cookie sheet face down on the kitchen floor...I thought it was odd and said something about it. My mom then went "Oh my god I let the pie tin sit on the cookie sheet on the stove! Where is the pie?!".
I then looked a couple feet away and see a completely clean pie pan....Not a crumb...Nothing left lmao. Personally I don't like pumpkin pie so I thought the whole situation was pretty funny....My mom not so much...Especially when about 10 minutes after this discovery Morrison barfed up the entire pie...It resembled a pile or orange cow crap. Being the weirdo I am I took a picture and showed everyone how Morrison made his own twist on pumpkin pie. :rofl1:
To this day he has not lived that one down.
His second worst offense also involved food. I am not made of money and can't afford to splurge on special treats for myself. But one day I bought myself a jar of Nutella. I probley got to open and eat some of it once...A few days after purchase I came home from work to find the empty jar on the living room floor.
I was instantly hit with the feeling of anger and fear (because of the cocoa powder used to make it)...But mostly anger because Morrison has had chocolate incidents in the past and never had an issue. And he was perfectly fine after this incident as well. I was shocked he was able to get to it! It was on the second to top shelf in my pantry. So he had to open the pantry doors to get to it. He was sure pleased with himself .
Fae's worst offense....Is pretty gross.
I have always shared my bed with my pets. And with Fae being on the smaller side I worry about her hips and knees so I always provide a small set of steps for her to climb up to my bed...Well she is good at going up them...But at night in the dark she gets kind of unsure of herself.
Now she goes outside 4-5 times a day to potty 2 of which are in the evening before we go to bed. I also keep a pee pad in the hallway outside my room in case she needs to jump down and go potty in the middle of the night.
Well I guess one night she wasn't feeling confident about using her stairs...Because I woke up the next morning find poo just inches from my face. To make things worse some of the poo had been smooshed...So obviously I had rolled in it in my sleep :cry:. My attention then turned to Fae who was frantically trying to bury/hide more of the evidence with my throw blanket...Oh and I almost forgot to mention that my comforter on my bed is white lol.
Needless to say unfortunately Fae doesn't sleep in my bed much anymore. But she loves her new super comfy dog bed. So I guess it is is a win win :dunno:. Or it was just her ploy to get a new dog bed.
Leia hasn't committed any major offenses just yet *knock on wood*. But she is a paper fiend and given the chance she loves to make confetti.
So now it's your turn! Share your dogs worst offenses, serious or funny it doesn't matter. I just like reading everyone's stories.
Morrison has done his fair share of counter surfing. It's a rare occurrence but it happens. His worst offense was probably 2 years ago. It was the night before Thanksgiving and I was working the closing shift at my job at the time. My mom had been doing prep work for Thanksgiving dinner and had decided to bake the pumpkin pie. She pulled it out of the oven and then set it on the stove to cool before she left to pick me up from work.
It was a 30 min drive to my place of work...So we get home...And the house SMELLED like fresh baked pumpkin pie. I walked out into the kitchen and noticed a random cookie sheet face down on the kitchen floor...I thought it was odd and said something about it. My mom then went "Oh my god I let the pie tin sit on the cookie sheet on the stove! Where is the pie?!".
I then looked a couple feet away and see a completely clean pie pan....Not a crumb...Nothing left lmao. Personally I don't like pumpkin pie so I thought the whole situation was pretty funny....My mom not so much...Especially when about 10 minutes after this discovery Morrison barfed up the entire pie...It resembled a pile or orange cow crap. Being the weirdo I am I took a picture and showed everyone how Morrison made his own twist on pumpkin pie. :rofl1:
To this day he has not lived that one down.
His second worst offense also involved food. I am not made of money and can't afford to splurge on special treats for myself. But one day I bought myself a jar of Nutella. I probley got to open and eat some of it once...A few days after purchase I came home from work to find the empty jar on the living room floor.
I was instantly hit with the feeling of anger and fear (because of the cocoa powder used to make it)...But mostly anger because Morrison has had chocolate incidents in the past and never had an issue. And he was perfectly fine after this incident as well. I was shocked he was able to get to it! It was on the second to top shelf in my pantry. So he had to open the pantry doors to get to it. He was sure pleased with himself .
Fae's worst offense....Is pretty gross.
I have always shared my bed with my pets. And with Fae being on the smaller side I worry about her hips and knees so I always provide a small set of steps for her to climb up to my bed...Well she is good at going up them...But at night in the dark she gets kind of unsure of herself.
Now she goes outside 4-5 times a day to potty 2 of which are in the evening before we go to bed. I also keep a pee pad in the hallway outside my room in case she needs to jump down and go potty in the middle of the night.
Well I guess one night she wasn't feeling confident about using her stairs...Because I woke up the next morning find poo just inches from my face. To make things worse some of the poo had been smooshed...So obviously I had rolled in it in my sleep :cry:. My attention then turned to Fae who was frantically trying to bury/hide more of the evidence with my throw blanket...Oh and I almost forgot to mention that my comforter on my bed is white lol.
Needless to say unfortunately Fae doesn't sleep in my bed much anymore. But she loves her new super comfy dog bed. So I guess it is is a win win :dunno:. Or it was just her ploy to get a new dog bed.
Leia hasn't committed any major offenses just yet *knock on wood*. But she is a paper fiend and given the chance she loves to make confetti.
So now it's your turn! Share your dogs worst offenses, serious or funny it doesn't matter. I just like reading everyone's stories.