Last night, we couldn't find Pebbles. We called and called... and finally she came out of my bedroom. I thought for sure she'd been snuggled up somewhere, recovering from her visit with her own mom and "auntie" and just didn't hear us calling her. She went outside and then went to her own bed for the night and I didn't think anything about her taking so long to come when called.
Later, when I went to get ready for bed, I walked into my closet and found a box of Valentine candy, unwrapped, opened, and eaten... all but a half of a chocolate. That little stinker opened TWO grocery bags, pulled the box out, got the cellophane off the box, and opened it to get to the candy!
Now I know that chocolate is bad for dogs - even deadly. So I've watched her closely today. She seems just fine. I guess she's just gotten too good for doggie treats and now feels that she requires people treats.
Think again, dog.
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