While I've been indoors, vacuuming up enough dog hair to create toupees for a thousand balding goldens, she has...
- Broken a hose bibb... the kind that comes up from a pipe in the ground and requires a plumber, at holiday rates, to dig and cap... (not to mention the fright that my next water bill promises)... while flushing a squirrel from a landscape bed.
- Broken a (special order, hard to find) craftsman style bronze and glass bird feeder... while chasing a squirrel across the yard.
- Broken a clay pot that my grandmother gave me 25 years ago, when I got my first apartment, along with one of her prized plants (still living... just not in its home of the last 25 years)... chasing a (STUPID!) cat that ventured into our back yard.
I love that girl. I do. But, I swear, she tries my patience... never my love and devotion, but definitely my patience!
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