Mr. Nag put an empty dog food bag in the back yard, fully intending to take it to the garbage, I'm sure. When I let Katie out later last evening she thought she'd died and gone to heaven. She didn't want to get out of that bag until she'd gotten every last crumb. At one point she manoeuvered her way inside and it looked like the ProPlan demon had possessed our back yard. I had to wrest the bag away from her and she was one determined little spaniel.
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