We did not give Smarty Pants his name.
He came to us with that name.
It is his registered name.
"Hyspire Mainland Smarty Pants"
Since he was 2 years old when we got him and already answered to Smarty, we did not change his name.
He seems to learn quickly so we thought the name fit.
Perhaps we were mistaken.
|"Mom....I seem to have a little problem here."|
Simon came up with a great idea of using a stick of butter to grease the posts
making it easier to slide his head out.
|"Oh look, snacks! Maybe this isn't so bad after all"|
I told Simon to put the butter away.
Apparently to Smarty Pants the sound of a cordless drill is exactly the
same as the sound of the dreaded Dremel.
The Dremel is what we use to file their toenails down.
As a general rule, the sound of the Dremel is enough to scatter three big dogs
and have them cowering in opposite corners of the room.
(I swear I have never once hurt, abused, or maimed a dog with a Dremel tool)
The minute TC hit the power button on the screwdriver
Smarty went into flight mode
braced his two front legs against the posts
twisted and pulled as hard as he could
and POP out he came!
He then made a beeline for the basement
and hid in Simon's room under the blankets.
You just never know what a dogs true motivation is until he gets his head stuck in a table.
Perhaps the next time he takes off with a slipper I should just grab the Dremel.