The day started like any other… waking to that damn
alarm. Struggling from a restless night
sleep, I stumbled to yet another hotel bathroom and hurriedly got ready to
rush to the lobby to catch the shuttle to the airport. This job had way too much traveling. I just wanted to get home to my family and
figure out what had been destroyed while I was away. It was always great to get home, but catching
up on the laundry that had never been touched, and the dishes that were
exploding from the sink. The floors were
always the worst. Whoever told her that
having 3 dogs would not be messy? The
Great Pyrenees, Stazi was the worst.
That dog drug in all of the mud from the entire county. Each day she would dig deeper into to her
favorite sleeping hole. Each day the
drizzle from living in the rainforest caused her beautiful white hair to turn
brown. Oh and how she sheds, there is
enough hair daily on the floor to fill a pillow, and she had been gone for a week this time, she was sure that there
would be a garbage bag full…. All of the lower walls would hold traces of the
mud that she had carried in. The other
dogs were really no better. Tiger a pit-bull,
and Rascal a border collie made their share of messes as well. Tiger has a very temperamental stomach and explodes from both ends whenever he eats
anything other than dog food… But he loves his trash, and Stazi is quick to
turn it over for him, she being a trash dog as well.
STAZI
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