Zoey

Most people have grandchildren. I have a granddog. Bethany and Matt figured it all out and my first grandchild will arrive in February. Mike and Ashley (still currently practicing) are the proud owners of Zoey the German Shepherd. No, not a baby one, a ginormous one... My thought on this posting comes after hearing how sweet precious Zoey was left alone in the house with all of Ashley's beautiful stuffed Snowmen from Rod Works - strategically placed around the house - and how one of them became Zoey's victims. Upon arrival home, seeing a small amount of fluff around Zoey's chops, and noticing the "There's no way in heck I did anything to any snowman in this house" look on puppy's face, they found the lifeless body of Frosty. Totally beheaded, arms torn and tossed, and totally gutted (not a pretty sight). Ashley informed Mike that the next item Zoey destroyed would need to be one of Mikes toys. Hide the guns Mike! Thought for the day: Just how long did it take Zoey to pick that particular Snowman out of so many to murder? I think it was the corn cob pipe....