When we leave for work each day, we put our dogs in a joint huge cage.
When we first got the dogs, I hated this idea.
When I was growing up, we always just let our dog roam.
But this was before I got Nariz.
Nariz is a border collie mix and if you don't know anything about dogs, the Animal Planet ranks border collies as the ultimate smartest dog.
Which in some ways can be helpful.
Nariz knows over 100 commands, which can be a fun trick to show off to the neighbors.
Additionally, its almost like she communicates with us because she can demonstrate what she wants.
But it isn't always good that she is so smart.
Therefore we have to put them in a cage when we leave.
Sit back, and listen to a little story and you will find out why.
Yesterday, Brandon came home from work.
As soon as he walked in the door, he almost passed out.
He saw a black streak run past him and he thought it was a rat.
(Note that we have NEVER had a rat in our house. But apparently this was his first thought.)
But then it registered in his mind that that was his dog, Nariz.
Instantly, he starts to think back into his mind. He was thinking: "I KNOW I locked the dog cage. How in the world is Nariz out running around??"
He rounds the corner and this is what he sees:
Our other dog, Nala, rolling around on her back in an entire pile of shredded up trash. She was throwing the trash up into the air with her mouth and catching it while she laid on her back.
He said it resembled someone who was laying in a pile of money, throwing it all around yelling: "I'm rich!!!"
Like this person:
Apparently being 'rich' to a dog is throwing up piles of shredded up raw chicken packaging, newspaper shreds, and the label to a tuna can.
So he freaks out on the dogs.
They get so scared (mostly because Brandon rarely EVER raises his voice) that Nariz goes and hides under the table and Nala presses herself next to the couch and makes the saddest eyes ever.
He said they didn't move from those spots for an entire hour and a half until I got home.
In case you were wondering what the damage looked like, here it is:
This is what their cage looked like before they escaped.
Apparently their plan included to jail break their cell. So somehow they popped the front cover off and ran out. To this day, I don't know how Nariz formulated this plan or even accomplished it. I know Nala couldn't have done it because she's not smart enough:):)
Here is Nariz cowering in shame under the table after she got caught and Brandon yelled at her.
Here is Nala pressed up against the couch acting depressed because she got caught. Normally her eyes are rounded. They look so squinty because she was sucking her ears so far back in shame that they pulled her eyes back too. Sad day, dog. Sad day. Maybe next time you shouldn't freaking shred garbage around the house!!
Here is the pile of garbage (or money in Nala's brain) that she was rolling around on her back in when Brandon got home. Delicious.
I know all of you are jealous and wish you had my dogs right now, right??
Yesterday? I didn't want to own my dogs either.
But I will say, the idea of Nala rolling around in her money did crack me up.
But only because I didn't have to clean it up. Brandon did that for us:)