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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face="Californian FB"><span style='font-size:
12.0pt'>I had to share this story, since I know that most of you will truly
understand… This morning I went down to let the girls out of their “crate”,
which is really our laundry room/pantry and is the size of one of our children’s
bedrooms…but I digress. I opened the baby gate and they ran outside
to potty, like always…and then I turned back around and caught a glance
of the pantry!! They had quite a night!!! Two walls in this room
have shelves from the floor to the ceiling, and we store all of our canned
goods, boxed food, etc. in there. Well, I’m smart enough to know that all
of that must be out of reach of the basset babes or it will be gone, duh,
right?? Well, apparently, I have underestimated the level of ingenuity and
creativity possessed by my hound dogs. There was a big bag of cat food
(from the 5<sup>th</sup> shelf up, about SHOULDER high on me) on the floor with
a big hole in the middle of it, and only the crumbs of what was once cat food
left at the bottom. I couldn’t figure out for the life of me how on
earth they could possibly have gotten up there. There’s no
way!!! I started fussing at the 2-leggers for leaving the cat food out,
but they were all completely sure they didn’t do it. So what
happened, you ask? Now, remember, these are the two who managed to figure
out that if Sophie sat on the foot petal and lifted the lid, Diva could reach
into the “dog-proof” garbage can and snatch the goodies…so I
shouldn’t be so shocked, but still, I am. They managed to
push/pull/maneuver an ottoman that was in the opposite corner of the room
beside the ironing board all the way over to the wall and then they climbed on
top of it, stood with back paws on the bottom shelf, reached up to the 5<sup>th</sup>
shelf, and nudged the bag of food over to the edge until they got it to fall
off onto the floor. I swear to you I am not making this up. I
caught Diva standing on the ottoman going for the bag of rawhide bones on the 4<sup>th</sup>
shelf right before I left for work, and that’s how I found out how they
got up there. She looked like a deer in headlights, too. I can’t
believe they managed to pull this off. Wow. My main concern now is
that they will start to meow and rub all over my legs and purr. That was
a lot of cat food. Wow. <o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><strong><b><font size=4 color="#007122" face="Californian FB"><span
style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Californian FB";color:#007122'>Jessica L.
Sutton – still in shock. </span></font></b></strong> <b><font
size=4 color="#007122"><span style='font-size:13.5pt;color:#007122;font-weight:
bold'><o:p></o:p></span></font></b></p>
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