Oh Goodness. Kent and I went to Cedar City this weekend to see what the Shakespearean Festival was all about. While away, oh how our bad puppy played.
We dropped him off to my family's business on Friday morning, where he disappeared and sent the family on a dog hunt through the warehouse and down the street. He turned up just hanging out in the warehouse, not caring that people were calling him.
That afternoon, my sister took him to my mom's house, where he happened on some rat poisen hidden under a vent. And since our little Freddie has to mouth EVERYTHING, this rat poisen was no exception. Luckily, my watchful sister caught him, and called the vet who told her to induce vomiting by giving him 1 tbs of hydrogen peroxide. She did this, and after throwing up about 4 times, he was okay.
Saturday comes, and he finds a different packet of rat poisen hidden in a different area of the house, and the games began again. My little sister, Sherry, again came to the rescue and saved our puppy from imminent death (or at least a really expensive trip to the vet).
And this from Kent and I leaving for only one night ...
Oh, but he is darling!
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And you thought you were getting a puppy. Turns out he's actually a little monkey!
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