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omg, i love that. the look of guilt on that little dog’s face is priceless.
I blame it on the owners. Obviously the dog was not ready to be left out in the home when no one is around. Or the dog was left too long. Or the dog hates them because of past abuse. Make sure you can handle a dog before you get one.
What if the pillow was ripped open after six hours of waiting for the owners to come home? Biased, one sided videos.
As soon as he pulled back and I saw that the cushion was missing, I knew what had happened.
Probably because I was having a flashback.
I use this animal training technique, too. It’s called “Now I’m going to nag you almost to death.”
I find that if I whine and complain and moan at an animal for about 15 minutes, the behavior decreases markedly. They decide, “Man, that piece of cheese was just not worth all the agita.”
Sometimes I pretend to cry, too.
Having trouble seeing the problem past the 27 kinds of cuteness that is Otto. WANT.