Pita having one too many. Milk jugs that is.
Pita is our latest stray who forced me to take her home on Thanksgiving day. I alluded to her strong arm tactics in a previous post.
We originally named her "no-no" for reasons very obvious if you were around her. She's an energetic puppy so we try to understand, but her name has probably become Pita which came from an acronym we developed that describes her activities.
Anyway, this morning I came back from carrying food to our cat brood down the road and put the cut-out milk jug back on the shelf.
Temptation was too much for Pita and about 30 minutes later I found her stumbling around the driveway looking like the picture below. I have to admit, it was tempting to have some peace by leaving it on, but after recording it for posterity, I helped her out.
Now all I do is pick up the milk jug and she drops her head and slinks away. Maybe I won't have to use the rolled paper anymore. Sorry T-G, the paper has always worked well.