Tuesday, January 29, 2013

What To Do When You're Dog Gets Into the Trash...



Storyline: I walk in door. Trash. I look at Zig. He is in the corner. He is nervous. He's been discovered. His tail beats the floor. His head goes down. His eyes go up. He looks so incredibly sad, guilty and cute all at the same time that I just can't take it! I laugh. He is relieved. He prances over to me. His tail wags. He licks me with his trash mouth. Zig wins again.

Ziggy, the bf's and my five-year-old, black lab is a trash eater. He hasn't always been that way. As a pup, we could leave a half-eaten sandwich on the coffee table and he wouldn't touch it. Now though, things are different. Now he is a trash lover. I want it to stop. I want him to not knock over the trash every time I exit the apartment, leaving me to pick up the smelly, rotten mess, but I don't know how to stop it. So I do the only thing I can do. I pose him in front of his crime, write a #shameful dog note and photograph it. This probably won't stop him from getting into the trash in the future, but damn, it makes me feel better.

How could you be mad at this face? Answer: you can't.






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