so, just to prove that dogs really ARE just like kids, mine are acting out big time. BIG. TIME. No, I haven't pulled out the bags to pack - yet. But they must know something's up because...
One seems to have twisted/pulled something in one of his legs and is limping rather pitifully.
And the other - THE OTHER - left me a present. In the form of a very dead, partially chewed up mouse. As in it's dead because my mom and I put poison in the ceiling after we found a dead mouse a few weeks ago. So, um, yeah, my dog CHEWED UP (and probably swallowed) A POISONED MOUSE.
And guess who's going away for the next 4.5 days?! To Vegas. For my BIRTHDAY.
Seriously?!?!
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