Our dogs and cats work together to eat out of our trash.
Oh, wow. That's got to be hilarious. I'd be angry, though. After the first time, all "I'm so locking you up at night from now on."
As soon as he gets out he takes off down the street, and you can't get anywhere near him without him taking off.
Oh yeah. Same with mine. Because he's not lazy by choice so much as because we're not home all day because we've all got the same hours, being all at some school or another, so he only gets to just lay there. Which makes me sad for him, because he's got to be bored out of his mind, especially as he's a lab and as such needs lots of attention and action and such which he can't really get.
Eventually we try to lure him back by creeping halfway down the street, and then sprinting back in the hope that his "IF IT'S MOVING WE MUST CHASE IT" instinct will kick in and he'll follow.
That's what we do too, but mine tends to be too smart for it, and when we get within a few meters of the door, he'll realize it and dart away again. We've taken to just leaving him out there until he gets bored, realizes nobody is going to chase him, and comes back up and sits on the porch. Because I'm always afraid I'll chase him and he won't look and will dart away into the street, so it's safer for him to run around himself because then he won't be looking at me so much as where he's going and won't get smushed.
But, oddly, he only runs away during the day.
That is odd.
They're kind of cute, because all they do is spit things at you.
Aww. I want to see them. That would be cool. Here, they're usually bad (we don't get the little weak ones, as far as I know) but they are drawn to the farms and such or something, and usually just tear up some plain ground.
Alexandria, you must move! I will not risk having you blown away by a tornado! *marches you to her house a safer location*
Hee, okay. They don't really scare me, though, because even if it did decide to run through the suburbs instead of the rural bits, we've got a good basement. But no argument about being dragged to your house. Yay, new countries.
In my opinion (and experience) saying things like that is one of the worst mistakes a parent can make.
Oh, yes. Mum told me I was too young to read The Red Tent about 6 years back, what's the first thing I did? Waited until she finished the book and then nicked it and read it. I know I wouldn't have been as interested (though it turned out to be a really good book) had she not said that.
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Oh, wow. That's got to be hilarious. I'd be angry, though. After the first time, all "I'm so locking you up at night from now on."
As soon as he gets out he takes off down the street, and you can't get anywhere near him without him taking off.
Oh yeah. Same with mine. Because he's not lazy by choice so much as because we're not home all day because we've all got the same hours, being all at some school or another, so he only gets to just lay there. Which makes me sad for him, because he's got to be bored out of his mind, especially as he's a lab and as such needs lots of attention and action and such which he can't really get.
Eventually we try to lure him back by creeping halfway down the street, and then sprinting back in the hope that his "IF IT'S MOVING WE MUST CHASE IT" instinct will kick in and he'll follow.
That's what we do too, but mine tends to be too smart for it, and when we get within a few meters of the door, he'll realize it and dart away again. We've taken to just leaving him out there until he gets bored, realizes nobody is going to chase him, and comes back up and sits on the porch. Because I'm always afraid I'll chase him and he won't look and will dart away into the street, so it's safer for him to run around himself because then he won't be looking at me so much as where he's going and won't get smushed.
But, oddly, he only runs away during the day.
That is odd.
They're kind of cute, because all they do is spit things at you.
Aww. I want to see them. That would be cool. Here, they're usually bad (we don't get the little weak ones, as far as I know) but they are drawn to the farms and such or something, and usually just tear up some plain ground.
Alexandria, you must move! I will not risk having you blown away by a tornado! *marches you to
her housea safer location*Hee, okay. They don't really scare me, though, because even if it did decide to run through the suburbs instead of the rural bits, we've got a good basement. But no argument about being dragged to your house. Yay, new countries.
In my opinion (and experience) saying things like that is one of the worst mistakes a parent can make.
Oh, yes. Mum told me I was too young to read The Red Tent about 6 years back, what's the first thing I did? Waited until she finished the book and then nicked it and read it. I know I wouldn't have been as interested (though it turned out to be a really good book) had she not said that.