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*sigh*, Oh Wally. What now?

Wonderful Wally. Damn dog. W-a-l-l-a-c-e! Good boy. Where the hell is Wally? No Wally!! 


I've said all of the above to Wally, our pure bred mutt, in the last three hours. It's not that I'm psychotic it's just there are days when this dog drives me crazy. Today is one of those days!!




Don't get suckered in by his cute face and sad eyes - don't do it! He's a sneaky not-so-little pup. He looks innocent, but he's not!!


While showering, I give fido a Kong filled with peanut butter to keep him busy. Well, today, I must have taken too long or he didn't have enough in the Kong, because in the living room were the remnants of a bagel thins package (there had been three left), the banana bunch minus one and some paper towels. Ugh!!!


I have been occasionally letting him romp in the hood. Playing with his best buddy Murphy or the new dog next door Anna, and he usually comes home within half-an hour. Today, I let him out to chase the ballsy bunny in our backyard - and off he went chasing that rabbit into the field behind our house and then he disappeared. I sat on the deck waiting for his return (hopefully sans rabbit) but after 20 minutes, I figured he had other plans. And those plans often include stealing the cat food AND cat food bowl from our neighbor's front porch. I got on the phone to call the neighbor - and yes, Wally had just been there but she managed to finagle the bowl from him before he took off with it.


"If you find any more of the bowls, I think we're still missing two," she said.




After another 15 minutes, I started to call for him. No sign - but I could hear him by the barking of other dogs in the 'hood. I saw him once run by, full speed - but before I could get to the door to call his name, he disappeared once again. Finally after an hour, I saw him across the street hanging out with the repairman. He didn't come when called, so I went to retrieve him. He had been hanging around these men for awhile they said. And  I found that he'd worked his charms on these poor, unsuspecting men.


"He's such a cute and mild mannered dog," they said.


"Oh, isn't he?", I said through clenched teeth while hooking on his leash.  On the way home, he retrieved a tube from paper towels that was laying on the front lawn. Mystery solved, to where the missing paper towels went!


When we got inside, he gulped down all the water in his bowl and plopped in his 'sun patch' by the sliding-glass door. I proceeded to go about my day, until he started to howl - have I mentioned that he's part bloodhound? - at imaginary rodents in our backyard. It has taken me an hour to write this, because I have to check on him and shush him as he barks at the UPS man, howls at those imaginary creatures, stop him as jumps to retrieve something from the counter, and whines to go outside. Not on your life, buddy boy!! I'm onto you.


I think we both need a nap. 

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