Carm channels Lassie

Snowy brought Santa Claus outside today when he went out for his morning ablutions. He propped him up nicely against a tree trunk, performed his morning duties, and ran back in while leaving Santa stranded against the tree across the yard from the back door. Loathe to traipse into the wet dirt and grass in my bathrobe and slippers, I jokingly called to Carm to go get Santa and bring him in. Without hesitation, Carm ran out the door, looked around the yard, spotted Santa, grabbed him and brought him in.

Who knew? That damn dog actually does have brain cells firing. That “I’m too dumb to live” look he puts on when I want him to do something he doesn’t want to do is apparently all a ruse. It’s painful to know that your dog can pull one over on you.