Freedom, Casper and Nikki, for the most part, are extremely well-behaved…but there have been moments of naughtiness.
I’m quite confident I’ve never done anything wrong.
Currently, we’re not in a “digging” phase, but shortly after Freedom and Casper joined our family, they both were in full-out excavation mode. I was worried that with all the holes in the yard, we were headed for a broken leg, so my husband came home with 4 bags of top soil to fill in the holes. He hauled the 4 bags to the back deck, opened one and filled in a hole. Freedom and Casper were very interested in their filled in hole, and I could see that this was not going to work. If they started digging up that deep, rich top soil, I was going to have a big mess. So, we covered up the hole with a bucket and went back to thinking.
Is this the face of a naughty boy?
A couple days later we had a cold, rainy day. I let Freedom and Casper out for a bathroom break, and I went and did something inside the house. When I returned to let them in, there were two black dogs, standing on my black deck, waiting to come in. It was one of those moments where what my eyes were seeing and what my brain was trying to process weren’t quite together. Then, I caught sight of a piece of white plastic and realization dawned…THEY HAD DUG UP THE BAGS OF TOP SOIL! All 3 of the remaining bags.
I have only had this feeling once, but at that moment, I wished I didn’t have any dogs. Especially those two black dogs on my deck.
There was nothing else to do but get the hose, hook it up and hose down Freedom, Casper and the deck…in the now pouring rain. Needless to say, we don’t store bags of top soil on the deck any more. Lesson well learned.