So I placed the can of unopened dog food on the floor and said, "There you go! Enjoy!" I could hear her thoughts: Moooooom, I've got no opposable thuuuumbs, you can't dooooo this to me!"
I'm terrible.
And probably have too much time on my hands. 
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I have a problem: I'm addicted to messing with my dog.
Tonight I was fixing my dinner (well, heating up pizza), and looked over and saw Lucy looking at me expectantly. I seem to have a problem in that I love to mess with the poor thing. Like I still need a younger sibling to mess with, and I use her as a surrogate.
So I placed the can of unopened dog food on the floor and said, "There you go! Enjoy!" I could hear her thoughts: Moooooom, I've got no opposable thuuuumbs, you can't dooooo this to me!"
I'm terrible.
And probably have too much time on my hands.
So I placed the can of unopened dog food on the floor and said, "There you go! Enjoy!" I could hear her thoughts: Moooooom, I've got no opposable thuuuumbs, you can't dooooo this to me!"
I'm terrible.
And probably have too much time on my hands. 
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