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When we returned, we found the pan in the middle of the kitchen... licked clean. Shorty was as wide as he was tall! We then realized that he had figured out how to open the refrigerator. |
Feature...  problem was an animal that got
through the fence. We had heard
the dogs barking furiously one
late evening and opened the
sliding glass door to the backyard
to see what was going on. That was a mistake! Shorty
and his buddy Eric came into the house with a most
hideous odor... skunk. We all gagged and hustled the
dogs back out the door. The skunk scent was so bad you
could see it floating in the lights. We all rushed to our
back bedroom to plan on how to deal with the situation.
We knew we had a book on general dog information. We
drew straws to see who would retrieve the book from the
living room. Once my wife came back, we searched for
dealing with skunk odor. The book indicated that bathing
a dog in tomato juice would take the odor away. My job
was then to head to the grocery store to buy tomato juice.
Off course, the grocery store only had one can of tomato
juice and I had to ponder whether V8 would be as effective.
I even stopped by the convenience store and bought
little bottles of tomato juice to make sure I had enough.Upon returning home, I prepared myself for the task. I stuffed cotton up my nose to limit the skunk smell, put old clothes on and then rubber gloves. Once I was dressed for the part, I headed outside to perform the tomato juice baths. To be honest, the cotton did not work very well and I used every bit of tomato juice and V-8... the dogs then slept outside. In Iowa, we also began to understand that Shorty liked Italian food. We had pizza one evening and had some  pieces left over. We put it in the refrigerator for leftovers
the next day. The next day, we found the plate that the
pizza was left on sitting in front of the refrigerator with
the plastic wrap lying on top. No pizza however! We
thought our four year old had taken it out and left it for
the dogs... later we learned that Shorty must have just
helped himself!Shorty continued his passion for Italian food after we moved to Idaho. We had cooked lasagna for Christmas Eve dinner. We had eaten half of the lasagna and then we all headed to a Christmas Eve party at one of my staff member's home. We covered the lasagna and put the pan in the refrigerator for leftovers. When we returned, we found the pan in the middle of the kitchen... licked clean. Shorty was as wide as he was tall! We then realized that he had figured out how to open the refrigerator. He had used his paws on the door seal to pop it open. Of course he ruined the refrigerator door seal, causing another Shorty expense... not to mention the bungee cords that are needed to secure the refrigerator door. Next Shorty Tale: The beagle gets sick and we begin major support to our veterinary clinic. (We keep waiting for them to begin construction on the Shorty wing of their hospital.) |
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