For the second time this week, one of the couch cushions has been dragged to the doggie door.
The first time it was actually stuck in it. As it somedog had tried to pull it through but couldn’t.
Who did it?
I give you a hint: his breed name would make you think he brings things to you, but he actually does the opposite.
Ah yes. The “item stuck in the dog door” event. We used to find the trash bags stuck until we spent a pretty penny on a stainless steel trash bin and put a child lock on it so Chewie couldn’t get the bag out.
Now we just find dishes from the sink out in the yard.
The small dog isn’t bright enough to take it outside (much like his predecessor) and just takes the stolen item into his bed.