Remember this adorable old pooch that sat next to my happy toolbox? Don't let that sweet old lady face fool you. The thing about beagles (or at least our beagle), is she loves trash as much as I love meat and potatoes, and that's a lot of lovin'.
Ever since she was a little pup, she's been a trash raider. Our 2 trash cans were full, so I put a bag of trash on top of the trash can. The bad news about that bag of trash is there was a paint can inside with a little paint left in it. Said paint is now on our concrete patio/driveway, along with the coffee grounds that are now plastered to it.
There was no denying who the culprit was who got in the trash. It was written all over her trash-loving face...literally. Don't feel too sorry for her that she has only 3 legs. Obviously, it didn't impair her ability to get that trash bag down off the trash can.
She's been spanked more times than I can count for raiding the trash, so the minute she saw me heading toward her, she went in the mercy position. Today was her lucky day though, because I couldn't resist taking her picture, instead of spanking her and she's an old gal now, so I've given up punishing her. Besides, I like junk...she likes trash. Some would argue there is no difference.
She is who she is. Gotta love her - painted face and all.
***To the anonymous person who left a reply with advice about dog treatment -
your reply has been deleted. Please don't leave anonymous replies giving me advice.
I'll always delete them. I feel about my pets the way I feel about my kids...
I love them; I discipline them. You raise your kids/pets - I'll raise mine and
advice from anonymous strangers isn't welcome.