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Get home from work. Neighbour in driveway. `We have a couple of little visitors in our yard'. Dogs have torn down part of fence and got into neighbour's yard. We fix the fence.
They have also torn apart a bag of Blood & Bone that was in a plastic bag in a big hessian sack so they couldn't get it. It's so heavy neither Max or I can lift it. It was in front of the weak part of the fence. They moved it to break down the fence.
Found vomit on back lawn. Realise dogs have eaten some Blood & Bone. Call vet. Ask how vet is. Vet says, `Much better than you're going to be the next couple of days'. Blood & Bone likely to give dogs gastroenteritis. 24-hour fast followed by boiled plain white rice. So they're not going to be much MORE destructive now that they'll be starving NOT.
Spend an hour rectifying fence, Blood & Bone and vomit mess. Come inside. Do dishes. Notice wind has blown bedroom door shut. Wonder how long it's been like that. Open door to find frantic Sunday trapped inside.
Notice smell.
Sunday has pooped on the bed. Just changed sheets last night. Now have to wash entire doona as well. Sunday gives me death look and goes outside. I knew I should have put litter in there last night - call it a sixth sense.
I am moving to Africa.
They have also torn apart a bag of Blood & Bone that was in a plastic bag in a big hessian sack so they couldn't get it. It's so heavy neither Max or I can lift it. It was in front of the weak part of the fence. They moved it to break down the fence.
Found vomit on back lawn. Realise dogs have eaten some Blood & Bone. Call vet. Ask how vet is. Vet says, `Much better than you're going to be the next couple of days'. Blood & Bone likely to give dogs gastroenteritis. 24-hour fast followed by boiled plain white rice. So they're not going to be much MORE destructive now that they'll be starving NOT.
Spend an hour rectifying fence, Blood & Bone and vomit mess. Come inside. Do dishes. Notice wind has blown bedroom door shut. Wonder how long it's been like that. Open door to find frantic Sunday trapped inside.
Notice smell.
Sunday has pooped on the bed. Just changed sheets last night. Now have to wash entire doona as well. Sunday gives me death look and goes outside. I knew I should have put litter in there last night - call it a sixth sense.
I am moving to Africa.