What Goes Around Comes Around...

Right? Isn't that what "they" say? Well is it at all possible that what goes around keeps on going around? It seems our dogs are perpetually mad at us...acting out in obvious anger. Alright Shey...so you were the first born and you were so spoiled you had your own Christmas stocking and then Tula came along and chewed up all your toys; only to regurgitate them later. Then we moved a couple times. Then Dayton came along and daily walks were from days gone past. Who was this disruptive boy that stole the show? Then, along came Saige....and outdoor playtime became limited. Indoor playtime became forbidden. Playtime? What playtime? Then we moved you to this forsaken island - a life without squirrels, rabbits and neighborhood cats to chase. And no air conditioning....how dare we make you suffer with those fur coats? Oh, and then came the ban from upstairs because of the carpet. The sacred white carpet! Followed by a ban from the sacred white sofa. Replaced by a 30$ dog bed from Costco - are you kidding me? And most recently a ban from the King size bed? Its no wonder the past month has been marked by "accidents" on the floor and random pukes from consumed children's toys. A puke spot with a wheel and windshield off a matchbox car...or colorful bits of plastic that look suspiciously like parts of missing toys. So in my guilt ridden, pet owner's heart I thought I would shout out loud to the world that we still love you. Tula - sorry we forgot your 4th birthday on September 24th!
Upon first glance this seems like a cute photo until you realize that Shey is drinking out of the hose and Tula is drinking out of Shey's mouth.
Shey smiling pretty for the camera. Gosh, you look so slim at this camera angle!
I'm so sorry I keep mentioning going for a walk and getting a treat...I just wanted to get a cute picture of you! Forgive me and please don't puke tonight!