So our neighbours, who have two dawgs, have left for two weeks of vacation. And they ask hubby if we would mind taking care of their dawgs while they're gone. And hubby, being the accommodating kinda guy that he is says of course! Little did we know that the newest dawg (who by the way HATES hubby and just happens to be a doberman!) would immediately break down the barriers in the house...bolt into the front entrance way and barricade herself there immediately upon their departure. Three hours later, I'm still standing in the doorway, treat in hand, saying "nice dawgy...nice dawgy" while the 'nice dawgy' snarls, growls and bares her teeth at me. It's going to be a long two weeks...........
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