Never Underestimate The Reach of The Mastiff, Goose
Goose my dog is a Mastiff. When he was just about a year old, I lived in NYC and had a really great brownstone/apartment. He had the run of the place while I was gone, but tended to stay nearest to the kitchen.

Not wanting to tease Goose, I was very careful about not leaving items within view on the kitchen counter...until one night I needed a phone number from the yellow pages and left it sitting on the counter, within full view of Goose. Bad idea.

I came home from work the following evening, somewhat in a rush because we (Goose and I) were heading south to Maryland to spend the weekend with my family and I wanted to get on the road.

Goose had obviously been bored and removed said yellow pages from the counter and proceeded to rip every single page out of the book. I'm not kidding. EVERY SINGLE PAGE. And there were not TWO pages stuck together. He ripped them out individually. Literally close to 1000 pages.

Then, in a piece of interior decorating that I would gladly have paid to view, he placed the collected removed pages ALL over the living room floor. Literally COVERING every square inch of the floor. You could not see a stitch of hardwood no matter where you looked.

When I came home and saw it, I anticipated he would be scared. He wasn't. He trotted to the doorway of the living room, glanced in, as if to take in his work and then, glancing up at me, his tail wagged.

The bastard was PROUD of his 'yellow page carpet.'

[truth be told, so was I]

This is Goose showing some 'tude at someone getting too close to his bone. This was about 4 months prior to the redecoration of the room.


( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Tue 12 Jun 2007, 17:51, Reply)