Every Monday, Paula Light, with her The Monday Peeve prompt, gives us an opportunity to vent or rant about something that pisses us off. My peeve today is about something that happened yesterday when my wife and I took our Mother’s Day bike ride through Golden Gate Park and along the Pacific Ocean.
It wasn’t her fault, really. She’s only 16 months old, you know. She just doesn’t know any better. And, after all, this was the first time we left her alone for an extended period of time. Nevertheless, when we did arrive home after being gone for six hours during our Mother’s Day outing, we were shocked at how much damage a bored little girl can do.
She had not only peed on the family room rug, she had shredded several pillows on our leather sectional couch. And she also pulled the stuffing out of one of the leather cushions. What a bad little girl.
What a bad dog.
Now bear in mind, we’ve only had her for two months after adopting her from a local shelter and we’re still going through the obedience training process. We had left her home by herself twice before without incident, but for less than an hour each time. Never for six hours.
So it wasn’t her fault, really. It was ours.