Archive for month: January, 2011

Sean and I grow increasingly concerned about Bunny. She seems to have learned some rather unsavory habits over the last month or so – specifically, she’s becoming an unrepentent kleptomaniac. At one time, she was content to simply shred anything plastic she could get her hands on. Now, however, shredding isn’t good enough – she has to steal items, and then bury them underneath her, in her bed. Bunny then perches on top of her hoard of purloined booty, looking angelic and shrugging adorably when we shriek “Bunny! Where the hell is the satellite remote control??”.

Life with circus dogs is always a challenge, a point proven to me yesterday, when I discovered Bunny sitting next to my computer. On my desk. She had either gotten there via my rolling desk chair, or possibly by levitation, a feat I do not put past her. Personally, I suspect she was browsing on line shopping sites, likely because I had stupidly left my credit card sitting in front of the monitor. Well played, Bun Bun.

Later in the evening, Sean found her on the end table next to the sofa, where she was either in the process of attempting to turn on the lamp, or stealing all the lightbulbs.

It’s sad to see a good dog go so very bad, but it’s hardly surprising in a French Bulldog. Some of the hardest cases have even resorted to sled jacking. Next stop, dealing cat nip outside kitty shelters….