Sierra - she who was a perversely good puppy and unnaturally well behaved dog, Sierra who has never done anything wrong in her life... for some reason unknown to gods or man decided that while I was getting my shower this morning she needed to knock over the pot from the top of the grill and then dig up my iris! The same ones Hope had dug up a few weeks back which were just starting to look like they might think about pulling through. I got up this morning to see that she was an absolute MUDBALL from it. Hope had nary a fleck of dirt on her so I know she had no part of it.
Then after not being able to find La's shoes, I found one of them outside. On the grass. The elastic chewed to pieces. The little booger fetched them from the front of the house when I was getting her leash, plucked them off the table where they are stored to keep them OUT OF her grasp - past the gate, which was undone to go get the leash - and took them outside to CHEW UP! Freaking $60 pair of kids shoes that I hunted for WEEKS in 8 different stores over half of Melbourne to find a green pair of freaking soft-sole shoes and which they DON'T make any more! She certainly didn't *need* to take his shoes to chew... she could have chewed any of the other el cheapo, easily replaced pairs here or heck, for a lark, the 3 big cows femurs I got the dogs the other day -or- their icey pole blocks that were also out there with them.
Arrrggghhh... dirty (literally), rotten, little ingrates!!!
I tell you, it's a VERY good thing these dogs are so stinking cute I can't get mad at them. I'm convinced the cute-factor is one of those things they've evolved for just this sort of reason! They pull stunts like this and what do I do? Yell, scream, stomp, threaten to sell them to the gypsies? Nah. I go get the camera. (Will post the pic later!)