Man!! Mike got home from work before me to find that Holly had learned to slide open the pantry door. Helping herself to a bag of pig ears that were on a shelf in a zip lock bag a little higher than her eye level.
It was a 2 gallon zip lock bag. Mike says it was FULL of pig ears. Now, how many pig ears does one Beast eat before they become full?? Mike is figuring there were 6 left in the bag so we think she ate 2/3rds of the bag. Possibly 12 pig ears were consumed before she gave up.
We were headed to the Brewer Game and figured she'd be sick shortly so we dropped her off at my mom's to receive care that only a Grandma can give. To find out that Holly slept the entire time (food coma I'm sure!!) and never even needed to go out.
Mike and I, well we're standing by waiting for the explosions to occur.
Meanwhile, since she's smart enough to open doors I'm going to give her the credit of being smart enough to evade getting a bath. Since we moved she's sucessfully been limping because her joints are old, or licking the bottoms of her feet raw; all kinds of tricks so that we don't take her for a bath. She REEKS. It's so bad. Mike's determined she's getting a bath on Friday no matter what. In the meantime we're going to have to steam our couch to get rid of the nasty dog smell. My poor poor YBR quilt has been on the couch and daily she balls it up and lays on it. I keep saying; it's too pretty to be smelly and for that matter, so is she.