His Goose is cooked . . . .

To begin with, I have four dogs. Well let me rephrase, I am owned by four dogs. Chief (an English Mastiff) Ginger (chihuahua) Sassy (Chihuahua) and last but not least Goose (golden retriever). I LOVE my dogs and couldnt dream of parting with them . . . . . most times. Goose is the youngest only three days younger than my daughter who is almost 7 months now. :) What posessed me to get a puppy after having a baby I'll never know! To make a long story short after getting our yard landscaped it was clear we had a problem. Goose must not like plants, drippers, hoses, lawn ornaments or decorative rock. How dare we put in his backyard. That was his yard and we ruined it. So he has decided it is his job, no his duty, to get rid of ALL of it. So it's mommys job to put him in time out and let him think about what he's done. This is Goose in jail. Although I really doubt he's thinking about what he's done. More like I can't wait till they bury those drippers again so I can dig them back up!