I scared Tink out of her puppy toenails this morning. Long story made short because of the psoriasis I battle I have to slather my feet with vaselline and wear special socks to keep it 'on' so when I get out of bed I have to step into a pair of Crocs in order to walk and not break my neck.
But of course dogs LOVE vaselline. It is somehow completely irresistible to them. Particularly to Tink. And suddenly (after a whole year plus) NOW she's decided to snag my Crocs during the night. It's more than just "expensive" -- I literally HAVE to have those exactly where I can put my feet into them in order TO walk.
this has been going on for a few days ... with me trying to gently get her to leave them alone.
Last night I'd just gotten to sleep and I heard something that penetrated my brain. I leaned over and saw Tink UP TO HER EYEBROWS in my Croc. (let's all say "ewwwwwww") I was half asleep and I hollered "TINK-ER-BELL" way louder than I intended to.
She was around the bed BEFORE she hit the ground and last I saw her she was doing the "Pug-tona" racing for the safety of Daddy's knees. But my Crocs were in place this morning.
Unfortunately that's what happens when you wake Mom up. At 3:30 a.m. I am not gracious nor thinking about positive reinforcement. *sigh*
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart."
Helen Keller
