Haley’s Blog

My girl dog Rosie is just so funny sometimes! I don’t know why she is, but she’s so funny! Here’s a memory of something that happened with Rosie (which we didn’t think was funny at the time, but now I think it’s kind of funny, but still bad, bad, BAD!)

I was very, very sick one day and we were rearanging my room (don’t ask why, because I don’t know why). Rosie was outside in the front yard and she is actually not very smart. (I always say I have proof she actually has a brain because of two reasons: One, she has brain enough to plot and scheme, and two, you’ll find out at the end of the story)

Well, we were almost done, and Mom looks outside just to see Rosie tearing up 3 plastic bags filled with clothes that were too small for Keenan and I, and she’d torn EVERYTHING up. Yes, even the clothes!

Mom gasps and says, “Haley! Follow me! Get your shoes on and come outside right now!” I looked outside. Bad girl, Rosie!!” I could hear Mom yelling! By the time I got outside, she was laying down on the ground, way, way, away from the torn up clothes and bags, and she had her paws over her nose and her ears up. She knew she’d done something bad and wrong.  (that’s the second part of the proof that she has a brain!) Well she was in trouble. And LOTS OF IT!!