BEWARE OF DOG

Anyone who has been to my house has most likely been met at the door by a small, wienie shaped ferociously barking dog. We always laugh and tell visitors fear not, her bark is worth than her bite. Well apparently we were wrong, very, very wrong.

Ever since we have moved into the new house Lizzy has spent most hours of the day, outside chasing the squirrels and chipmunks who once resided peacefully in the backyard. I found it humorous that Lizzy, who is by all accounts, a senior citizen, thought herself capable of catching one of our furry backyard inhabitants. Oh how I underestimated her.

On Saturday night we were having dinner at the table and we heard her barking up the tree she has now claimed as hunting ground. She heard a slight commotion, then…..silence. Michael got up to go check on her and found her “gift” left for us on the back porch. That’s right people; a deceased chipmunk lay on MY BACKPORCH, mere feet from my house. (no I did not photograph it….eeeewwww) Needless to say I flipped out!!!! My dog is a killer. I can’t even bring myself to figure out how she did it. My sweet little wienie dog is a chipmunk killer. It is a sad day indeed in the Rumore house.