I was a little late getting home from work yesterday morning and Chico had woken Sandra up about 5 or so. Sandra wasn't quite awake and didn't let Chico out, which is what I usually do when I get home. Actually, Sandra lets him out and he runs to meet me before watering the bushes.
Anyway, Chico dropped the poo bomb in the dining room. After Sandra got that cleaned up, I got home and walked in the house with my helmet still on. Chico wouldn't come down, he stayed upstairs and barked his fool head off. Once I got the helmet off he calmed down and came down to see me. He was pretty agitated until we went to bed and he got petted.
Unique - Day 99 *The Good Old Days* *10:29am:* Back in the days when I was young, from the 1930s, and even as far as the early 1960s, things were better than now...
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