Catu Posted June 6, 2006 Report Share Posted June 6, 2006 Today I went for a search. I prepared my backpack, I put on my uniform and I prepared Chemukh with her search vest... then I received a phone call: I couldn't take her at the searh with me because we have not enough space in the truck for another dog. So I take out the vest, feed her and left the house. (As i didn't know how much the search could last a friend of mine have copies of my keys and can came to take care of her in my house). The stress of seeing me go to work WITHOUT her was just too much, she managed to chew up her heavy metallic dish, the only one that had survived her until yesterday and now is a poor piece of chunk deformed and full of holes. At least she didn't hurt herself. I'm going to buy a coocker pot tomorrow, hoping she is not going to make a habit of it, or I'm out of ideas to give her water. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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