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Sophie the Pit Bull Ate a Box of Chicken Juice

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All of Cara’s permission slips are due for her field trip[link] tomorrow so today was Errand Day.

The way things work when we get ready to leave the house is I make sure Ollie’s gone to the bathroom, I make sure he’s put his pants back on, I grab my phone, I make sure our bathroom door is closed–so Sophie won’t get in the trash–and make sure Sophie is in our bedroom and I shut our bedroom door.

Sophie has a habit of eating things.

Examples?

The caramel incident[link] and Cara’s “sign” being consumed[link].

What part of my “leaving routine” didn’t I complete? Yeah. That whole “I shut our bedroom door’ part.

Ryan Gosling giggle

The trip went off without a hitch.

Ollie got to “act like a teenager”–which means he doesn’t have to hold my hand while we cross the parking lot as long as he stays within grabbing distance–and I got Cara’s health release form notarized. And checks ordered with our new address. And we went to Target AND I rewarded myself with a fantastically huge Pumpkin Spice Latte, extra shot, no whip.

Nom.

I walked in the house and Sophie gave me THE LOOK.

I meandered around our bedroom–still carrying the Target bags–looking for what Sophie had wrecked. Tucker’s iPad was next to the bed and if that dog was going to choose to pee on our carpet anywhere in the house, that’s where she would have chosen.

Cause she’s calculating like that.

Nothing was out of the ordinary but Sophie was still 1/2 on her back and she still had the look on her face.

The living room was stuffy and smelled good–like Thanksgiving–and I started unloading the Nathan’s hot dogs Ollie and I had chosen for lunch and I saw something out of the corner of my eye.

The chicken stock box Sophie attacked.

Seriously, Sophie?

Well…guess that explains why it smelled like Thanksgiving in my living room.

This, yet again, was my fault.

I hadn’t put away all of the groceries from our most recent grocery haul and the carton had been in one of the bags–which Sophie shredded.

Tucker and I were going over the day and this came up cause how could it not, right?

“I was so damn shocked I wasn’t even pissed. At first, I was confused about where all the liquid had gone. I just kept imagining her standing over the box with her little Sophie straw. And then I moved her bed with my toe and it was sodden. She must have torn into it and then it just poured all over the bed. I’m glad we weren’t gone too long since the wood’s OK but that bed is toast,” I said.

“Nope. I see Sophie ripping open the box, letting it spill all over the floor and then licking it up while saying, ‘I’m such a bad dog. I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t help myself. This is so wrong. So bad. So bad. Can’t. Stop.”

I hate it when Tucker’s right.

Sophie the Pit Bull is Guilty!

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  2. Sophie the Pit Bull ate a box of chicken juice today…. http://t.co/N6ZrdvZl

  3. PsychoChick966 says:

    Hahahahahahaha, LOL….  Sorry Amy, I’m not laughing at you.  😉   Lol…Shit like that always happens in our house too, and when I was growing up, I had a very bad dog.  I loved her like crazy, but she pulled shit like this all the time.  Drove my parents nuts.  They also had a dog at one time, that looks like he could’ve been Sophie’s twin.  I don’t think he was nearly that bad though.  To give you a bit of an “Oh,-I-can-so-relate-to-that-story”, we had another dog, a bull mastiff.  She was, of course, huge.  So naturally, when she chose to chew on things, she chose big things.  She chewed off an entire foot, of a beautiful, old, lion-footed table.  The whole mo-fo thing.  She knew when she was bad too, just like Sophie.  We came home to find her hiding under said table….well, not really.  She thought she was hiding under the table, I guess, but she was 135 pounds, really, only her head was under the table….entire body sticking out.  You know how dogs think they can’t be seen when they can’t see you, lol.  She was the sweetest, most lovable thing though, and just like I am with my pets now, I can’t be mad at them for very long.  

    Seems like there’s nothing Sophie won’t eat.  Are you familiar with Kathy Griffin’s story about what her dog ate??  In case you’re not, he ate a used condom out of her trashcan!  She said he proudly stood there chewing it right in front of her too, and then later at some point, her dog-walker called her to report that he had shit out said used condom.  Nice, huh?   

  4. Our dog has “That Look” too. The cats however, never have a guilty look. Sociopaths.

  5. Emily Vanek via Facebook says:

    look at that face! <3

  6. I think I’m finally to the point where nothing would surprise me with this dog. As long as she doesn’t eat my kids, we’ll be good. 

  7. It’s bad enough when the kids have the look. Can’t even imagine what it means with a dog!

  8. Dogs. Love mine. Hate mine. But I get the look almost every day.

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