I arrived home from sewing on Tuesday to be greeted by one very happy but disgustingly smelly little dog. Terry my DH was not very pleased with Abby, he had just returned from the vet. Apparently she had been snooping around the house and managed to find some Ant Bait in the bathroom which she took to her crate and shredded. Terry rushed her off to the vet, where she was given an emetic and remained for observation. Fortunately she made a good recovery, so everyone please make sure all your poisons are well out of the reach of your animals. We didn’t think Abby could climb, but then she is a Jack Russell. Don’t we just look so sweet sleeping it off! didn’t care for the bath though!
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I want to know why Abby isn’t on her new (arty) quilt or did she lose it as punishment for her misdeeds?