So I got this awesome looking tomato at the farmer's market this weekend. Kinda funky looking, like homegrown tomatoes often are. And it looked *so* good.
So the effing dog decides to grab it off of the counter and eat it. Now I'm not dumb enough to leave something like a plate of meat up on the counter. But a tomato? Who knew?
I'm really pissed about this whole deal with the dogs getting shit off of the counter/table all the time. I'm not sure what to do about it, either, and I don't really have a good way to block them out of the kitchen (aside from blocking them out of the common living area in general, which doesn't work because they get bored/aggravated with being away from us and get into trouble...besides, if I keep them away from us, what's the point of having them?).
Anyway, I'm not as pissed as I was the time Berry grabbed an entire loaf of bread I had just baked off of the counter and hauled it off into his kennel to munch, but I'm close.
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