The Dog Ate My Earphones

So I have written before about Holly Berry, our 7 month old Cocka-Poo (Cocker Spaniel and Poodle) puppy. She is definitely more Cocka than Poo. In case you missed my previous post about her, here she is.

When she was little, we would lock her up in a puppy pen when we left the house. Then she got too big for the pen and we would put her in the kitchen where she couldn’t get into trouble. I’d come home and she had simply slept the entire time I was away. Since she was such a good girl (totally potty trained to boot) I decided to see what would happen if I let her roam free while I was gone. Yea....I know. You can start laughing at me now.

For a month, she was awesome. Fantastic. Gooood dog!!

Then, last Friday.

It happened.

I came home to this:

Those would be my iPhone earphones...

Look familiar?

The remains...

They were on a table out of her line of site but she KNOWS I put them there so she jumped up on a chair, climbed on the table and proceeded to eat them like they were liver treats.

I am seriously beginning to believe the whole “the dog ate my homework” excuse. In fact, Holly has often eaten my work papers. And our tax paperwork. And the dirty tissues from the bathroom garbage can. She really likes paper products.

One of my friends told me that her mom used to say to her when she was younger, “Trust is like a bank account and you just made a BIG withdrawal.”

This is now where Ms. Holly “earphone eating” Berry now resides when we leave the house:

Back in Puppy Prison for YOU.