Caninicide is possible
So John went with the older boys to scout camp and the younger two went to auntie Heather's which left me at home with the dogs, the cat and the tons of goldfish. No problem. This morning I came home from work to find Lilah in the front yard and my window screen in my bedroom broken and laying on the ground. Dog in much trouble! One canine ass chewing later, she's back in the house and I'm at the neighbors checking on the welfare of their cats as Lilah thinks they are squeaky toys. All is well there so I am glad, still looking for my cat but I am guessing that he is hiding under the house since he's been known to do that and while he is not the most intelligent creature there is, self preservation seems to be in his genetic make up. The funny part of the whole thing is seeing Dixie's head sticking out of the window barking at Lilah as if to say "you are in deep shit when mom gets home".
