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I'm fairly sure that my new puppy is the antichrist.
About 3 mos. ago I took my aging (16+) lab to the vet on Saturday morning. I hadn't had my coffee yet. The vet, who I know and like, mentioned that she had a puppy available for adoption. "Sure," I thought. "Why not? I've got four dogs already. What's one more?" The new puppy came home with me.
I did not adequately recall what a new puppy is capable of. The tally thus far:
1. $1500 worth of A/V equipment. (Urine and chewing)
2. 1 pair of glasses. (Admittedly somewhat scratched and in need of replacement)
3. $4000+ in vet bills. The new puppy noticed that the old lab's pills smelled like treats. The new puppy pulled the bottle of pills off the counter and split it with the weimeraner stray. I found the empty bottle. Unable to determine which of my darlings had partaken of the forbidden fruit, I paid the emergency vet for all 5 of them to be de-toxed. (Admittedly, this was my fault. I should have foreseen this and put the pills in a safety deposit box at a bank. Nonetheless, I remain irritated.)
4. One loveseat. It was getting a bit old, but still.
5. 83 books. Possibly still readable once they dry out, but stinky. The number is accurate. I counted before I made this post.
6. Another pair of glasses (about 1h ago). Evidently the first pair was quite tasty so he went back for seconds.
I will not pretend that this is anything other than a naked and shameless plea for encouragement. Please tell me that I am a good person because I have thus far restrained the urge to kill New Puppy.
Thank you in advance for any support you might care to offer.
Figure 1: Weapons Grade Evil
About 3 mos. ago I took my aging (16+) lab to the vet on Saturday morning. I hadn't had my coffee yet. The vet, who I know and like, mentioned that she had a puppy available for adoption. "Sure," I thought. "Why not? I've got four dogs already. What's one more?" The new puppy came home with me.
I did not adequately recall what a new puppy is capable of. The tally thus far:
1. $1500 worth of A/V equipment. (Urine and chewing)
2. 1 pair of glasses. (Admittedly somewhat scratched and in need of replacement)
3. $4000+ in vet bills. The new puppy noticed that the old lab's pills smelled like treats. The new puppy pulled the bottle of pills off the counter and split it with the weimeraner stray. I found the empty bottle. Unable to determine which of my darlings had partaken of the forbidden fruit, I paid the emergency vet for all 5 of them to be de-toxed. (Admittedly, this was my fault. I should have foreseen this and put the pills in a safety deposit box at a bank. Nonetheless, I remain irritated.)
4. One loveseat. It was getting a bit old, but still.
5. 83 books. Possibly still readable once they dry out, but stinky. The number is accurate. I counted before I made this post.
6. Another pair of glasses (about 1h ago). Evidently the first pair was quite tasty so he went back for seconds.
I will not pretend that this is anything other than a naked and shameless plea for encouragement. Please tell me that I am a good person because I have thus far restrained the urge to kill New Puppy.
Thank you in advance for any support you might care to offer.
Figure 1: Weapons Grade Evil
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