"I had some words with the labrador up the street who I'm certain was in ca-hoots with the labrathugs in Mango's 'hood."
Yes, you read that right. Loki got his cracker on. It seems barking at the neighbor's dogs in their own fenced yard is frowned upon here in Switzerland. He was waiting for the perfect opportunity to pay them back for all the times they bark at us when we walk by their house. An accidentally opened door at the wrong moment was just what he needed.
"It's not my fault my ears are relentlessly huge and sensitive to that labrathug blabbering on and on all the time while I'm forced to keep my yapper shut. Carpe doggie diem is what I say."
So both dogs got a little brush up training on door manners. Let's just say when I open the door now, well, both dogs drop instantly to the down. Boo wah ha ha ha ha ha!
"I got your back, big guy. And I'm trying really hard to be cool. Am I worthy yet?"
*NB: No foam was created in the cracker-y incident mentioned. No labradors were foamed upon in the making of this post. Foam included for special effects and coolness.
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