When Your Dog Thinks He's a Lumberjack

You know that moment when you hear a suspicious thud followed by complete silence? That was my Tuesday afternoon.

When Your Dog Thinks He’s a Lumberjack

Biscuit discovered what I can only describe as a small tree in the backyard and decided it absolutely belonged in our living room. The dog door had other plans.

Marcus attempting rescue operations

Marcus tried to help while I did what any reasonable person would do – grabbed my phone and started filming. Because if you don’t document your dog’s complete lack of spatial awareness, did it even happen?

The face of zero regrets

Twenty minutes, one disassembled stick, and approximately forty-seven photos later, Biscuit was free. He immediately went back outside to find another stick. Because apparently we didn’t learn our lesson the first time.

When you have to document the chaos

This is why I love him. This is also why my kitchen floor looks like a crime scene.