When I had my dog Arlie, I used to take him to his pen before work and the squirrels would be 50 ft up a tree and throw green DF cones at us, hitting us in the head! Poor Arlie would yike, yike, yike his way into the pen. One day one of the squirrels meandered into his pen and I can’t blame him for what he did to him.
When I had my dog Arlie, I used to take him to his pen before work and the squirrels would be 50 ft up a tree and throw green DF cones at us, hitting us in the head! Poor Arlie would yike, yike, yike his way into the pen. One day one of the squirrels meandered into his pen and I can’t blame him for what he did to him.