Your not the only one Choppy. Our Sherky must stay with dog treats instead of chocolate cake. No chocolate covered raisins in this house I am afraid 😁🐶🙋♀️🐝
Abby got into some raisin cookies (in a drawer) when I was in the yard for about 4 minutes. 2 days and $2500 later she was back from the emergency vet.
On Christmas Eve when kids were little, I always left some physical evidence that Santa had indeed visited our house. One year there were “magic snowflakes” that made a trail from the chimney to the Christmas tree and didn’t melt! (plastic decorative snowflakes)
One year, I thought it would be cool to find little piles of “reindeer poop”. Using chocolate covered raisins, I planned my moment: while regarding Santa’s reindeers’ poop, I would sniff a piece, then pop it in my mouth to the disgust of the children! So I made a few piles where Santa would have been, and on Christmas morning…a Christmas miracle? No.
As it turned out, our dog Dulcie loved, loved, loved the reindeer poop Santa left for her!
Travels with Choppy 
Oh YEAH! But i’m trying to lose weight. How can you show meT HIS??!!
LikeLike
That’s okay Choppy, I’ll eat your share! ❤
LikeLike
Now that IS a good day!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I hear you! 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
A deadly duo for dogs: chocolate AND raisins. Steer clear, dear Choppy!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes. Very true.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Your not the only one Choppy. Our Sherky must stay with dog treats instead of chocolate cake. No chocolate covered raisins in this house I am afraid 😁🐶🙋♀️🐝
LikeLike
Sarah….on occassions like this, when pets can’t eat the ‘treats’ why don’t you or Paul consider doing the balancing? 😮🤭🤣🙈and give the pooch a break!
LikeLike
Abby got into some raisin cookies (in a drawer) when I was in the yard for about 4 minutes. 2 days and $2500 later she was back from the emergency vet.
LikeLike
On Christmas Eve when kids were little, I always left some physical evidence that Santa had indeed visited our house. One year there were “magic snowflakes” that made a trail from the chimney to the Christmas tree and didn’t melt! (plastic decorative snowflakes)
One year, I thought it would be cool to find little piles of “reindeer poop”. Using chocolate covered raisins, I planned my moment: while regarding Santa’s reindeers’ poop, I would sniff a piece, then pop it in my mouth to the disgust of the children! So I made a few piles where Santa would have been, and on Christmas morning…a Christmas miracle? No.
As it turned out, our dog Dulcie loved, loved, loved the reindeer poop Santa left for her!
Paz
LikeLike