Greta Garbo hero dog
Yup this is my Greta Garbo, who has a new title. Hero dog! It all started about a week or so ago. I got up in the middle of the night, went down stairs, sat on the toilet, and there she was. A MOUSE. I screamed, my husband came running, and Greta ran for her life. It was a mouse running across the floor. Now I have lived in this house for more than 25 years and only once has a mouse in the house. And that time I nearly moved out. My husband captured the varment the next day and I deceided to stay living here. But this time, no traps could capture the little icky thing. Then one morning when I woke up I noticed Greta had sticky stuff on her paws, along with a bunch of lint. I figured she stepped on the sticky trap and escaped with just goo. BUT, now after days of checking the trap, with nothing to show for it. We have figured that Greta must have........caught the pesky thing. And eaten it!!! Yuk...but I don't care. She is my hero. And I will never forget to give her a bite table scraps again.
posted by Deb | 5:07 PM
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Hero dog, now that wasn't something I would have expected from Greta. I like how in the picture she has a look of having done something wrong on her face.
Super Dog!!
Wanna know how to make friends? Find a mouse in your car while driving. Put sticky traps in your back seat. Forget you put sticky traps in your backseat. Wait until it's dark and drive a carful of people somewhere. Not that I've done that.
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