Zoe came into our lives on April 24th. She's a perfect dog with a side of awesomesauce.
When we went on our yet-to-be-blogged-about beach vacation, I did NOT want to board her. We had not had her that long, and I wanted her to be comfortable in her house, not cooped up in a kennel, so we hired a local college chick to hang out with her for the week.
That week happened to be Storm Fest 2010.
Having lived in Georgia for her entire life, Zoe had not experienced the "It's a twister, it's a twister!" type storms we have this time of year. Hubs and Zoe have a special connection since he was the one who picked her up. They also, apparently, share the same fear and hatred of severe weather.
The poor pup was a mess with every storm, and to repay us for leaving her, she's continued to pee and poop in the house. Luckily she shares our disdain for our upstairs carpet and keeps her business in there. I would, however, prefer that she go outside. She's also now using her go-go gadget arms, legs and nose to snatch food off the counter. Yesterday, she snagged a banana out of the fruit bowl. A few days ago, she ate Nugget's vitamins when he left the table to go to the bathroom.
And even though we are blowing through Nature's Miracle (and gummy vites), she's still our baby! Her birthday was last week, so we had a little celebration:
dog bone cake
Birthday card with treats from Strip
Big bone from Nugget!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go get more carpet cleaner.