The Deer Puzzle
Occasionally, my cat leaves me dead mice, which is can be a unpleasant surprise. It depends on how much they leave me. But my dog likes brings me bigger presents. Like the dead deer part in the middle of the driveway today. Guess what part it was THIS time. It's a guessing game because in previous winters, I have slowly collected the ENTIRE thing. Piece by piece. This was because of my failed attempts to track the dog prints in the snow and put an end to the game. Damn failed deer hunters. Guess they missed another one this year.
This reminds me why I am a cat person and I never let my dog, Sydney, lick me. Ever. Ever. Ever. Ever. Or any other dog. I need to get the shovel now. Then bury it with a rock on top because the dog is a digger. I've learn from past experience.
This reminds me why I am a cat person and I never let my dog, Sydney, lick me. Ever. Ever. Ever. Ever. Or any other dog. I need to get the shovel now. Then bury it with a rock on top because the dog is a digger. I've learn from past experience.