Mum is still "busy" so sorry I'm a day late with the tale of Millie's counter surfing. Mum says when I tell you all what Millie has been up to you may understand why she is so "busy" (I say it's still no excuse but thats just me!)
Before I spill the beans on little sissys crimes just a quick note to say all the red snooter pics are now up on the Dughallmor Beagles blog and you can vote for your favourite, there are some awesome pics!
So on Tuesday the eldest Bean Mollie had a cookery lesson at school and came home with a delicious looking pizza all ready to be popped in the oven.
Mum had already made dinner so she popped the pizza on the counter and said she would cook it for supper. The pizza was on a foil covered plate and wrapped in cling film (saran wrap) and she placed it at the very back of the kitchen counter so in her two legged mind (she really needs to start thinking like a dog) she thought it was safe.
Everyone sat down to dinner and then Dad heard some suspicious rustling in the dining room and went to investigate. He found a neat pile of cling film and a foil covered plate... minus one uncooked pizza... and one little fuzzball Millie with incriminating strands of cheese all around her chops. She hadn't even made a tear in the foil or the cling film (how she managed this is beyond even me) boy did she get a telling off!! More so because Mollie had made the pizza and Mum felt really bad that she put all that effort in and didn't even get to eat it!
You would think that she would have learned her lesson .. she really had her ear chewed off about it.. but nooooooooo
next morning the beans brought their breakfast dishes into the kitchen and put them on the counter while Mum was out enjoying the wonderful task of poopie scooping. Mum came back into the kitchen just in time to find Millie with her head in the second bowl (having already demolished the first) feasting on the cereal (chops covered in milk this time - she really must learn to clean off the evidence!!) Mum had barely had time to register the scene in front of her when ear busting screams resounded from the living room.
There was then a comical moment with Mum attempting to reprimand one guilty looking pup, wash her hands and scramble to see what all the commotion was about at the other side of the house. I tried not to laugh.. really I did!
On reaching the source of the screaming Mum discovered a very upset Lilli holding one of her favourite pink shoes - well technically it was no longer a shoe more like a pile of shredded pink leather barely clinging to a teeth addled sole. in the middle of the floor was a pile of yellow foam.. formerly known as one of Mollies flip flops. Yup.. not content with two incidents of counter surfing in as many days Millie had decided to eat a couple of shoes too ... and being the naughty little fuzzball she is instead of eating the same pair she ate two different shoes thus wrecking two pairs in one swoop. At this point Mum had to confess to Lilli that the fuzzball had also eaten one of her High School Musical shoes the day before!! after pizzagate too!!
uh-oh at this point I decided a hasty retreat from the volcanic explosion about to occur was a good idea so I did what any intelligent dog does in these circumstanses and took refuge in Millies crate - a self imposed prison sentence seemed like the best plan!
slight break from the story here to report that Mum just had to momentarily stop typing for me as she needed to go out in the garden and retrieve one of Mollies slippers from the brats jaws. She was quick enough to save it from total destruction but it's minus its beading now!!
So anyway.. Millie had yet another firm telling off (not that it worked obviously) The shoes were moved to yet another secret location and secured (clearly that didn't work either) and Mum had to promise Lilli that she would buy her some more pink shoes and some more HSM shoes so that peace could be restored. Lilli told Millie that she wasn't her friend anymore (that lasted all of 5 seconds) and Mum did one of her weary sighs. Yup that brat is sure keeping Mum busy but in a strange way (and don't tell Mum I said this) I'm quite impressed!
Sorry for the lack of photographic content, there was nothing left of the pizza to photograph and Mum didn't figure that photographing the mauled shoes was a good idea as Lilli may be even more traumatised then!
So.. Millie has well and truly arrived and Mum is being treated to the whole *puppy* experience in all it's glory! These next few months are gonna be fun.. I'm off to count Mum's grey hairs now!!