Uh oh! Doggies on the couch!

Bad dogs, bad dogs, what 'cha gonna do when SHE comes for you? Okay so that's a bad remake of the 'COPS' song but we were really in trouble when we got caught on the couch last night. Blizz is not allowed at all on the couch because she sheds terribly, and me, well you can say I am only allowed when I am clean (which is never!). We were let go with a misdemeanor and no slap on the wrist. I even was able to keep my part-time security job in the backyard all night.

Still no attack plan has been engaged yet on the neighbor from hell due to the excessive heat and him of course staying home all the time since he has no job. We figure he's still alive and hiding in his house waiting for our attack.

Blizz is scheduled to go back to the vet this weekend to have her ears re-checked. She seems to be doing better so we're hoping for a full recovery.

Adios amigos! (Can you believe that a dog from Scottish descent can speak a little espanol?)