Yesterday I reported how Duke had stolen my steak. It was delicious(the 2 bites I had). Had he not dragged it on the floor more than 5 seconds, it was tempting. So he got the BAD DOG and newspaper swack and he was forced to stay downstairs. Wrong! When he needs his walk, he nibbles on my toes and we go out. Today there was no nibbling so I was late getting up and he was piddling on the floor. I got him out the door for some of it. He wound up getting the steak for dinner tonight.
I have a new flea treatment so he gets a bath tomorrow. I only hope he doesn't find a way to get revenge.
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