Morgan and Kenning have a " Puggle." You know, one of those "designer breeds" (didn't we used to call them 'muts'??). Scoutabout is a Pug/Beagle cross. He looks like a miniature black lab. Scout is one smart pup. He is a cutie and he knows it. He is also a pill. There are many stories I could tell about Scout but I won't. I'll just tell you about the most recent. (Actually, this happened last week so it might not really be the most recent; I haven't talked to Morgan today.)
Anyhoo, we bought Morgan a new cell phone for Christmas. She chose the saucy little Jute (Juke?) phone in a notice-me-now red. Complete with blue tooth and all the other fancy little dodads that go with cell phones of today. ----You can see where this is going can't you?----
She was talking to Kenning on the phone the other night and fell asleep with the phone on her chest. Because she fell asleep she neglected to put Scout in his kennel for the night. (If she leaves him out they have no usable toilet paper the next morning because the pup shreds it all and strings it from end to end of the apartment. But that's another post for another day.)
Well, she wakes up the next morning and Scout has chewed her phone into pieces. She replaces the phone and has the common sense not to charge this one to us. LOL When she finally gets up the nerve to tell us, Rick and I just start laughing. A while later I texted her and asked her what Scout's phone number was. Her reply: a very short, to the point, "1-800-ima-butt"
Anyhoo, we bought Morgan a new cell phone for Christmas. She chose the saucy little Jute (Juke?) phone in a notice-me-now red. Complete with blue tooth and all the other fancy little dodads that go with cell phones of today. ----You can see where this is going can't you?----
She was talking to Kenning on the phone the other night and fell asleep with the phone on her chest. Because she fell asleep she neglected to put Scout in his kennel for the night. (If she leaves him out they have no usable toilet paper the next morning because the pup shreds it all and strings it from end to end of the apartment. But that's another post for another day.)
Well, she wakes up the next morning and Scout has chewed her phone into pieces. She replaces the phone and has the common sense not to charge this one to us. LOL When she finally gets up the nerve to tell us, Rick and I just start laughing. A while later I texted her and asked her what Scout's phone number was. Her reply: a very short, to the point, "1-800-ima-butt"
I think he was just getting back at her for putting him in a Build-a-Bear set of pajamas on Christmas Eve and then taking his picture.
Oh george! lol What's even worse...it was plugged into the wall when I fell asleep!
ReplyDeleteThat is so funny. By the way, we have a cat who wears build-a-bear. Maybe they could get together and go to counseling.
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