My Dog, the Red-Handed Idiot

I love my dog. If you know us, or have reading for a while, you know that is not in question. But he can be an idiot. (As can we all.)

When I came home tonight from work Hayes didn't meet me at the door. Usually he comes running when he hears me. The only time he doesn't meet me is when he's been really bad, tearing things up or getting into something. So, when he didn't come running tonight, I wasn't all that surprised.

I looked around the corner from the entryway and saw some torn up trash. I called, "Dog?" but no answer. Not a peep. I walked into the bedroom. "Dog?" He wasn't in his bed, or anywhere that I could see in the room. Laundry room? Nope. I was starting to get worried. "Hayes?"

I heard the faintest whimper behind the bathroom door. When I opened the door, the scene was clear.

Apparently, sometime after I went to work (and after wedging the bathroom door closed to keep out bored dogs), the dog broke through it. While throwing around the trash bin to empty all its contents, the bin pushed up against the door and locked him in. When I freed him, he looked seriously disheveled, hot and sweaty, and eager to get out.

I couldn't help but think that it served him right, his craziness getting him locked in a small room all day. And any hope he might have had that I wouldn't have known it was he who had destroyed my house (he's the only one here during the day) was totally lost when he was caught red-handed.

Who's that Doggie in the Mirror?

I was rearranging my room, and put the mirror on the floor to get it out of the way while I decided where to put it. Apparently Hayes-y had never seen one at his level before. He seemed quite intrigued and a little confused by the doggie in the mirror. He looked at for a long time from many angles.


I guess he wasn't very interesting.


I thought it was adorable.

Bad dog!

Lauren loves her dog, but sincerely wishes that he hadn't stolen (and eaten) the two remaining Mini Cinnabons that she brought back from the Philippines and had been rationing. She's even less pleased that the evidence (cinnamony, sticky paw prints, and wrappers) had not been left on her bedsheets. :(

Cucumber Love

I think I have the only dog in creation that loves cucumbers. He begged for 30 minutes (staring at me the whole time), then gave up and went to his bed. I took one bite, and up popped a head with a ball of fur on his nose. Now he's trying to figure out how to steal the rest.

Hayes-y's back!

I love having my baby with me again! I missed him so much! He won't let me out of his sight, but thinks he's being inconspicuous... Like when I went into the bathroom, I saw him inch into the hallway, look at me, then quickly turn and stare in the opposite direction, like "maybe she won't notice"... My baby. ♥♥♥

Hayes in September

I know I take entirely too many pictures of my dog. But he's my baby. Besides, who can resist when he's so photogenic? :)


He heard the sound of food, and his head shot up from out of nowhere.






I think he was glad that I came home from vacation.




I think he's comfy. ;)


I love this shot. Princess Hayes-y, sitting amongst the pillows and blankets. All he needs is someone to fan him and feed him grapes.


"I'm cute. What of it?"

Hayes in August

Maxin' and relaxin', as always.

Clever Dog

My dog is too clever. Yesterday, he somehow managed to drink the milk from my cereal bowl on the counter (which is too tall for him to reach, or so I thought), leaving the cereal bits in the bottom. This morning, I awoke to find those bits were gone too.

Darn the Appeal of Hidden Trash...

Not a bad day. Still crazy hot. Dog is enjoying finding trash cans wherever I hide them.

Hayes in May

Such a happy puppy. :)

My new apartment in Seongseo

My kitchen and laundry room.


Bathroom.


Bedroom.




The garden out back.




I couldn't find the dog, until I thought I saw an ear.


When I said his name, up popped a very groggy puppy!


Apparently he found a new bed. :)

Hayes in April

Hayes is enjoying my bed on Kayla's floor.






At the temporary housing in Beomeo.




This is why I keep the trash can under the sink in my apartment. I forget for one day, and...ARGH!


He likes to "unmake" my bed when I'm not home. I have visions of him cuddled up in my bed while I'm at work.


At my new apartment in Seongseo.

My Doggie is cute, I know.

Hayes is so cute that I just have to take (way too many) pictures of him. And I certainly can't keep them all to myself...



He really likes to be comfortable...




And for reasons I'll never understand, he loves sleeping with his head in the corner...

Hayes in January

Mu cuddle bunny.


Rolling around.


Princess stole my pillow.


He always wakes up when the shutter snaps.


Cozy.


Post-bath, wet and unhappy.

Hayes in December

He loves sleeping against the wall, and in corners.


Chillin'.

Hayes in November

My baby, doin' his thing. Bein' cute.


Mommy and baby shot.


He found a comfy spot laying on top of a bunch of stuff.

The brilliance of my dog

My dog has learned how to eat food I feed him off chopsticks. Even noodles. No dropping or dripping. It’s fabulous.