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A Kibble Jar
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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Oh, Ruby. A girl’s work is never done. Steve is always falling asleep, leaving me to do everything, so I feel your pain.
Kat
Same thing here, Ruby. Although about six months ago I dropped a cracker which still brings the dogs to the kitchen whenever I get any crackers out. You would think that six months would be long enough to forget!
Note to HuDad…I saw K in the new bed. What a great idea. I’m sorry you had already raised the money before I saw the post. Next time, if you’ll give me a “heads up” I will be happy to chip in.
Hmmm, my question is, how can Tartok remain upside down and snoring with stuff going on in the kitchen?
Stay vigilant, Ruby! You never know what might come your way.
Dont you hate when they get away?
Stop on by for a visit
Kari
http://dogisgodinreverse.com
Sigh. Poor Ruby. My heart is bleeding for you. Bleeding I tell you.
The one that got away is always the hardest to forget! Next time, Ruby!
Awesome patrols, Ruby. Patrols are best done by not moving. Saves us lots of energy. Eyeballing is the best way to patrol.
Woooo,
Togo, Tagar & Gamby