Sometimes, though we still end up with mischief in the house, coming from the direction of The Daddy.
Like this weekend. Saturday I went with my sisters to the annual dog show in town, where I bought Rita a bag of duck feet. (Human grade, USA-sourced duck feet. Good stuff!) They were, of course, a hit with Rita.
Sunday I asked the hubs to go get Rita a duck foot for her afternoon treat. And then I tried to go about my business.
Only to have this happen:
Of course he can't just give the duck foot to the dog. He has to torture me with it a little first.
And torture the dog too. "Daddy, just give me the darn duck foot already!"
|"Duck foots is not toys, Daddy!"|
|"Finally. Sheesh. People."|
Do you have human mischief makers in your house too?
Thanks to Snoopy’s Dog Blog, Alfie’s Blog, and My Brown Newfies for hosting Monday Mischief!