Debradamus Checks In

Monday, April 28, 2008

I'm Scared

My dog, valiant hunter and general mischief-maker, came home from his job this evening (yes he really has one) and was tired as usual so he went to nap outside. After an hour or so I called him in. He was in an unusual spot, down at the far end of the yard.

He came very reluctantly, and smells of fresh dirt. His paws are all wet, but not muddy. And he is insisting on going out, which is generally an indication that he left something special out there. It's not the really good treat he took out with him and won't even look at.

I don't want to know.

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