Several days ago, I accidently drank half of a soda belonging to my husband, which was full of sugar. Since I only drink diet drinks anyway and am diabetic, it wiped me out for several hours and I fell asleep.
I woke up when Vash, my corgi, jumped up on the bed followed by Kim. It’s not good to wake up a little groggy and see the dog with obvious notches out of his side. Kim got into big trouble, but fortunately did not hurt him while giving him a haircut. I have no idea WHY he let her do it. She’s been pestering him a lot lately and he keeps putting her in his place in the usual corgi way, mouthing her and nipping a little. I wish he’d done SOMETHING, since now my dog looks like he has a skin condition and he seemed embarrassed.
Well… if she had a sibling, I guess she’d have done the same. This is actually the second time she’s cut Vash’s fur. The first time she did it … she was two. And I caught her before she could do anything more than cut a notch of fur off the top of his head. (She also cut her hair… again. )