Golden has been known to snatch discarded paper and facial tissues from the trash cans. This time, though, his booty sounded a bit different.
He slurped and smacked and stubbornly refused to open his mouth. I pried those muscled jaws apart while Christian reached in to pull out…
a slimy bar of Ivory soap!
Our sudsy-mouthed canine intently gazed outside in an attempt to avoid eye contact.
Lick. Lick. Lick.
“I’m sorry, Mommy.”
Note to human family members: Haven’t I told you close the shower curtain!?!?!