First of all, before I start this post, I wanted to let you all know that the A-Z blog challenge has begun. As you can see, I'm not doing it on this blog, but I am doing it on my other blog, Gone Gardening. If you'd like, you can stop by and visit that blog, as well as click on the A-Z badge to visit other bloggers.
Now to the regularly scheduled programming. It's been a while since you've had a dog report. Mostly because he's been pretty good lately. Today he wasn't so good. Maybe it was his April Fools joke.
I was in the kitchen doing dishes. All of a sudden, my daughter starts yelling, "No, Schultz! Bad boy!"
I knew the dog was definitely up to something.
I walked into the family room. The varmint had gotten a hold of a box of Kleenex. He decided it would be great fun to shred that thing. So what I found was a bunch of torn Kleenex and shredded box all over my floor.
"Schultz!" I bellowed. "Quit eating the Kleenex!"
He cocked his head and looked at me.
"Yeah, you," I said.
He knew he was in a bit of trouble, so he high-tailed it right into his crate, dragging along a piece of Kleenex in his mouth.
What's with that dog? A couple weeks ago he was eating paper towels. Now it's Kleenex. Something isn't right with that. I think I'm going to take him to a dog shrink.