Owyn---The Destroyer

Most of you know we have a Corgi dog, or I should say "I" have a Corgi................as LaVern puts it, "He's YOUR dog".

Dogs "get even". How do I know this? In the past, Mattie (the rat terrier) went with us everywhere, camping, walks, visits. Everyone loves Mattie. She is like a cat, sleeps all day and then all night. She was the best puppy, no chewing, easy to house break and no barking. You hardly know she is around. We rationalized that because she is now 11 years old that maybe we should get another dog (puppy) so that when she died the transistion would be easier. Makes sense, right? Along comes Owyn.

When making our plans for vacation we had to decide what to do with the dogs. Owyn just isn't through the training stages yet and we knew it would be hot. So for the second time the dogs were taken to the vet and kenneled for 9 days. We thought this time it would be a good idea to take Owyn's large bed as Mattie is so thin skinned that the cage gets alittle rough for her. Make her comfortable, right? I am sure both dogs did not appreciate going to "jail". LaVern's idea of being kenneled at the vet. Mattie succommed to it. Owyn got even. He ate the bed.

A dog is truly a man's best friend. If you don't believe it, just try this experiment.

Put your dog and your wife in the trunk of the car for an hour. When you open the trunk, who is really happy to see you?