We plan to go out for dinner tonight. Which means before we leave, we
must dog-proof the motor home.
One, not both, of our dogs prowls for food behind out backs. In the
past, Joshua has eaten sacks of flour, multiple loaves of bread,
candy, cough drops and even tea bags. He'll pry open the cabinets
looking for food and vacuum down countertops.
You'd think we never feed him.
So, before we leave, we clear off the counters, batten the hatches and
Clean. It's all clean.
Or so we thought.
When we return with our bellies full of exquisite Mexican food, we
find Joshua full of our vitamins.
While we were gone, he found our plastic weekly vitamin holder and
ripped off each daily lid. He then savored (?) fish oil tablets,
glucosamine chondroitin, and a sundry other little vitamin pills we
take to stay healthy.
Bad dog. But healthy dog.