Jib here.Mom made a sandwich. She cut something up and mixed something else into a can of tuna. She opened drawers and cupboards.
When she was done, she asked me to close the cupboard.
I did.
She asked me to close the drawer.
I did.
Then I sat. "Pay me," I said.
Mom paid me. She gave me a piece of salary.
I don't LIKE salary. But I ate it before Sailor could.
I was robbed! Again.
2 comments:
Jib, you are definately one talented dog!
Would you be available to come to my house and teach my dog how to close the sliding glass door that he knows how to open, but not close?
"... a piece of salary." You crack me up!
Jib is a very smart boy.
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