The slightest hint of a leaf rustling in the garden and there is a stampede of yelling dogs flying through the house to protect us from the possible threat.
As I leave for work every day,I don’t have to worry about my family or possessions, while leaving them in the protective custody of these vicious, ankle height protectors.
Well that’s the theory. In reality, every day this week, coming home from work, I have had to yell “woof, woof” to alert them to my arrival.
3 dogs and not a single one noticed I was home. Did I mention that this has happened every day this week?
Useless…
14 Weeks Worth of Socks 