I love my dogs, but they sure test me sometimes.
I was Roto-Tilling out in back last weekend - there's a moto-workout - but anyway, I was wearing my vintage Vans hat.
Now not all of you prolly have the soft spot for the shoe company that I do; I grew up in SoCal wearing Vans, everything from the Spicoli checkered slip-ons to custom made ones to the Cab. Skating around the schools when I wasn't riding my XR75.
Anyway this hat I HAD for some 15 years. Maroon, with a small gold Vans logo in the middle. Very cool, very low key. I even had a guy offer to buy it off my head at a party back in college. I wouldn't budge, not even for $50. I loved that hat.
Well I came home the other day and my wife shows it to me. It had not been casually chewed, no little nibble, the hat was DESTROYED. Eaten. Tore' up. I showed the hat to the dogs and saw the guilt in thier cowering and lowered tails. So I flogged their butts all the way out the house with what was left of my favorite hat. And they stayed out until the Mrs. felt bad and let em in.
What did I do to them? They've got a good life. Hell, they get to sleep on the bed! Treats all the time! People food scraps! Man...
Damn dogs! :debil:
I was Roto-Tilling out in back last weekend - there's a moto-workout - but anyway, I was wearing my vintage Vans hat.
Now not all of you prolly have the soft spot for the shoe company that I do; I grew up in SoCal wearing Vans, everything from the Spicoli checkered slip-ons to custom made ones to the Cab. Skating around the schools when I wasn't riding my XR75.
Anyway this hat I HAD for some 15 years. Maroon, with a small gold Vans logo in the middle. Very cool, very low key. I even had a guy offer to buy it off my head at a party back in college. I wouldn't budge, not even for $50. I loved that hat.
Well I came home the other day and my wife shows it to me. It had not been casually chewed, no little nibble, the hat was DESTROYED. Eaten. Tore' up. I showed the hat to the dogs and saw the guilt in thier cowering and lowered tails. So I flogged their butts all the way out the house with what was left of my favorite hat. And they stayed out until the Mrs. felt bad and let em in.
What did I do to them? They've got a good life. Hell, they get to sleep on the bed! Treats all the time! People food scraps! Man...
Damn dogs! :debil: