So, I know better. When a puppy disappears in the house, there's bound to be trouble.
I often set my laptop up in the living room (rather than office) as I did today. Breeze was loose in the house with her toys and bones scattered about. I was checking email. She had just been with me, entertaining herself with a big squeakie toy, when I heard a huge CRASH followed by a couple more smaller CRASHES.
I looked up to see her running down the hallway towards me with a power supply cord following her. After making sure she was fine I venture into the office. She had wormed her way into the back corner behind the printer stand, gotten herself caught in the cord and pulled the printer off the stand. When the printer came down the cord pulled out (thank goodness; otherwise she'd have been dragging the printer down the hallway!). The secondary crashes were from the binders and paperwork that fell off the small table she also took down.
Fortunately nothing was damaged (LOVE those Hewlett Packard printers!). When I came back from the office, there was Breeze, halo overhead, laying next to my chair looking slightly chagrined.
Back in 1977 my first German Shepherd puppy was just a few months old at Christmas time. He got tangled up in the Christmas tree, pulled it over and was dragging it behind him. If I put up a tree this year, it will definitely be barricaded from Breeze!
This past week has been boring for all the dogs as I've been stuck at home with the flu. Yesterday I had enough energy to trim dog toenails on the patio in the sunshine. Breeze had a moderate temper tantrum but as usual, I won. Yay for me!
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