Wally Dog

Typically, I love my dogs with that wild abandon of boundaries like some love their children. They are an integral part of my life. I’m certainly not one of those pet crazy people who run out and buy a conversion van so their dogs can travel in comfort (though I do have a set of parents who did something like that…) but I will admit to spoiling them with day care, too many treats and the occasional scratch right behind the ears.

That was 5 days ago. Today, Wally is skating on very, very, very thin ice. He showed up at my house as a filthy stray about 5 years ago and has, apparently, forgotten from where he came and to where he will be returned! (Okay, PETA lovers, I’m joking about that part~ calm down).

My assumption is that the Thanksgiving visit from Roscoe (our sons pit/boxer mix) annoyed our Wally Dog, a beagle/basset mix.    Isn’t he precious…so angelic, so void of evil?  Well, that was before Roscoe came home. Once Roscoe came home, our angel turned into a sneaky, misbehaved puppy with no conscience!

It all started on Thursday. His incessant whining during Thanksgiving dinner got him landed in the crate. Imagine my surprise when I later found that the normally semi-intelligent dog had lost his mind and peed on the blankets in the crate. Oh, realllllyyyy?  Okay, Dog. Game on.

The following day, Wally was inadvertently left in the house with 2 pies sitting on the dining room table. One was a beautiful, untouched apple pie and the other was my personal favorite…more than half of a pumpkin. Now I know he didn’t act alone on this….I know this because we refer to Wally Dog as “T-Rex” because he has the stubbiest legs in the world, rendering it virtually impossible to reach pies without pulling the entire tablecloth off the table.    Please note EXHIBIT A:

No, it was obvious that he had some assistance in this pie theft and the little, nimble handiwork of Kahlua was written ALL over the crime scene.

Kahlua “Sticky Fingers” Gutierrez

Now I wish I could tell you it ended there but there was even more! My criminal beagle has overturned bathroom garbage cans resulting in shredded toilet paper all over the bathroom and snuck into the open pantry to devour marshmallows. He is on borrowed time, this dog.

I am left to wonder what in the world is going to happen when my daughter brings HER dog to the Gutierrez Casa in a couple of weeks.   Does anyone have an extra bedroom and wouldn’t mind me staying with you for a while? I promise to leave all dogs behind…..Be blessed!   Amy