Last night we were low on dog feed and Sweet Pea had turned the bin over and was head first enjoying a snack.....
At 16 years I let her do what ever she wants as I know I wont have her very much longer and I spoil her any way I can. So if she wanted the food in the bin I was not going to take it away from her. After all she was having a great time keeping all that (It really was not much) feed to her self. So I thought
This morning I go out and Sweet Pea is still in the bin. She could not back out and had to stay in there all night.
OH!
I had to pick up the bottom of the bin and slide it away from her. the sides of the bin are slick and even thought it was flat on the ground the old girl could not back out. Her paws just sliped on the plastic and she does not have much backing ability any more.
Poor Pea, mom did a bad. I cant help but smile mom thought she was being good to the old girl.
When I got her out this morning she gave me a glare and walked off.
Old dogs......got to love them.
This morning I go out and Sweet Pea is still in the bin. She could not back out and had to stay in there all night.
I had to pick up the bottom of the bin and slide it away from her. the sides of the bin are slick and even thought it was flat on the ground the old girl could not back out. Her paws just sliped on the plastic and she does not have much backing ability any more.
Poor Pea, mom did a bad. I cant help but smile mom thought she was being good to the old girl.
When I got her out this morning she gave me a glare and walked off.
Old dogs......got to love them.
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