So, yesterday I went to the zoo with Dad and my boyfriend while Mom stayed and watched Houli. Apparently she had a hard time with her because Mom called Dad complaining about how she couldn't get any work done without Houli right by her side. Houli thought she would be a big helper. Mom didn't think so and wanted her to lay down.
Mom apparently felt the need to re-arrange my shower caddy for whatever reason, as well as reorganize the entire house, so I feel that she deserved whatever problems Houli gave her. Sorry Mom.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Houli and the red bone
Houli has a another part of her schedule that she keeps to, which is her red bone time. This bone is red, obviously, and is shaped like a bone. You can stick little cookies/biscuits in it. She chews on it to get them out. She is a pro at it. I wish it was a sport, just so she could win. Being a mutt is hard sometimes, so I think this would give her the confidence boost she needs.
Truely Houli doesn't need one though. She thinks she is very special. She prides herself on being able to keep such a nice figure and eat all of the cookies she can snatch. Often we have called her a Heinz 57 dog because she is probably made up of 3 different species or more. Her mom was a mutt too, I think.
Houli always gets her way. It is quite annoying, but apparently I am the source of all of the spoiling. I don't think so.
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