My Dog, the Turkey
I’m hearing stories from afar. I think Melissa must be so busy cleaning up after Lace that she doesn’t have time to keep the blog updated with what’s happening.
I’m keeping up through my housemate Alexis, who watches Lacey during the day. I found out yesterday what Alexis watches Lacey do!!
My understanding is that Lacey’s on a chewing spree. I’m almost afraid to go home to see how many things I’m going to have to replace before the homeowner/landlord gets back.
Also, she peed on the carpet in an upstairs bedroom. Of course, I don’t have the whole story. Maybe she couldn’t get to her dog door to get outside (I’m hoping, but not hopeful, that’s the case). I’m giving her the benefit of the doubt here. I think it’s more likely downright orneriness going on though.
I woulda thought she’d have calmed down by now — be done with being mad at me for leaving her. Maybe not.
Anyway, only a few more days and I’ll be home. Sunday night…..
I get to see my dog.
Anna






