We’re staying at Robin’s mom’s house for awhile. She has two little dogs. One of them, when he gets tired (white one), tries to dig a hole in the floor… interesting. There he goes again, digging away.
The other one barks any chance he gets… even if he sees an animal on television. And we won’t even talk about the middle of the night barking during the thunderstorm…
I have decided that it’s probably a bad idea to hold an animal sacrifice, although I’d definitely sleep better :)
