When you are housebreaking a dog, and he pees on a tree, that should be a good thing, right?
Exception to that rule: Christmas time.
Guy's new dog peed on my blue Christmas tree. I suppose it belongs to him now. Gibson's tree. He claimed it.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Rewrapping presents today
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He had to claim something! I guess the blue tree was good enough.
ReplyDeleteI am trying not to laugh too hard. It's not working.
Oh dear gawd.
ReplyDeleteIt's not funny...but it is a little bit! Poor blue Christmas tree!
ReplyDeleteOh no. That's unfortunate. Funny. But unfortunate.
ReplyDeleteEwww...my pup pooped under my Christmas tree once. And it was not a little pup, so not a little poop. I wrapped it up in the tree skirt and threw the whole thing out! (I know my comments have been infrequent lately--funny the one I choose to finally speak up on!)
ReplyDeleteI guess he showed you! :)
ReplyDeleteOh man, you are too calm...I'd be pissed off while my tree was pissed on!
ReplyDeleteYum-o!!! Yeah he has certainly claimed that tree!!!!
ReplyDeleteI shouldn't laugh, but I can't help it.
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious. Wrong on so many levels but funny nonetheless.
(And ya, I know it's only funny because it's not my tree he peed on...)
Hahaha! That brings back a memory.
ReplyDeleteWe had to spray my mom's down with pepper spray to keep her male Irish Setter rescue from marking it his first Christmas in the house! Between that and the water gun he learned quickly and didn't try it again the following years.
I also had a cat that insisted on trying to climb the tree every year. She stopped when the tree fell over with her in it.
Animals + Christmas decorations = funny stories
Boys will be boys! I can laugh since it isn't my tree. I love dogs, but I would have been livid!
ReplyDeleteI, um...
ReplyDeleteWell, I'll still come see you, but I might have to take back the part about lovin' up some Gibson.
Bad puppy!!!
Id have been a little miffed.
ReplyDeleteGosh, I hope there weren't any cookies under that tree. If there were, they're probably the size of frisbees by now. *reminds self to be on the lookout for huuuuge cookies turning up soon*
ReplyDeleteBach
somewhat related...my dog peed on the giant blowup Snoopy-Dressed-As-Santa I bought at Walgreens. The very first time I inflated it, Gus walked right over and peed on Snoopy's puffy foot
ReplyDeleteCan't blame him really. this thing is awful. (what I will end up doing when I start 'negotiating' with Little Chick)