He Attempted to Fly May 4, 2008

I woke up this morning to the sound of Benny running around the house like a crazy dog.  He always has excess energy when he comes in from his morning walk and this morning was no different.  As I was laying in bed, trying to get back to sleep, I heard a crash coming from the living room and heard my mom saying ‘Oh, Benny…’

I was very curious about what he broke, but not curious enough to drag myself out of my bed.  A few hours later I got up and went downstairs.  My mom told me that Benny had jumped from the couch and over the coffee table in front of it!  He often jumps over my parents bed, without even touching it, but he’s never jumped over the coffee table before.

As he was jumping over it, his foot knocked off this porcelain candy dish and it fell on the floor and broke.  My mom has now removed all the breakable things from the coffee table.  It’s like having a little kid.  Benny may be almost 5, but he’s still acting like a puppy.

For the Third Time… April 25, 2008

Tonight, everyone in my family had someplace to go.  My youngest sister was going to the sixth grade dance, my other sister was going to play rehearsal, my bro’s play was being performed tonight (I’m seeing it tomorrow), my dad went to go watch it, and my mom and I went grocery shopping.

My mom, both sisters, and I left around six.  My bro had left an hour earlier.  My dad was leaving sometime after we left.  We dropped my youngest sister off at a friend’s house before the dance, and she realized she left her ticket to the dance at home.  Of course.  So, we had to drive back home.  It wasn’t very far, but in the days where gas is almost $4 a gallon, well, it is $4 for the super premium, any small bit of driving is a pain.  We get home and my sister runs into the house to get her ticket.  However, she was sidetracked by the mess that was left on the oriental rug in the living room.

An empty bag of bread and an empty container of feta cheese.  Yup, you guessed it, Benny got into the fridge once again.  There had been a half loaf of bread in that bag.  It’s the same bread that he’s eaten a couple times before, he must really like it.  The cheese container was practically empty when we left the house, so he didn’t get much.  I ran into the house after I heard my sister shout this out the door and saw the garbage on the rug.  I threw it away and went to the fridge.  Sure enough, it was unlocked.  My dad forgot to lock it.  He also forgot to put the shoes that were sitting near the door away.  But, luckily for the persons who those shoes belonged to, Benny was too distracted by the unlocked fridge to indulge in the leather chew toys, aka shoes, that were near the door.

I Can’t Believe He Ate the Whole Thing… April 19, 2008

…Actually, I can. You’ve probably guessed that this is about Benny. Today, my mom made a cheese cake. It had a oreo cookie crust and was topped with dark chocolate chips. She put it in the fridge before we went out to dinner. We thought we locked the fridge. Turns out, we did put the lock on, but it didn’t latch because the fridge was overly stuffed with gallons of milk that I bought after work.

So, Benny opened it while we were gone and ate the entire cheesecake. Yup, the whole thing! He also opened up a bag of bread, but didn’t eat it. He must have been stuffed from the cheese cake. He didn’t eat the chicken that was in there, either.

What a pig. I think he is part pig, goat, and dog.

He Got Into The Office March 17, 2008

I knew it wouldn’t be long before I wrote an entry about Benny. Today, he somehow managed to get into the office while we were gone. He decided it would be fun to empty all the garbage cans in there and eat some of the tissues. Yuck. He also pulled some stuff out of my book bag, but luckily he didn’t eat anything from it. It could have been a lot worse. He left all the computers alone, thank goodness. That would have been bad. But, I only found one of my dad’s slippers. It was sitting on the rug in the living room along with one of his boots and a piece of the inside of the other slipper. I can’t find that slipper anywhere, so I have a feeling he ate it. A whole slipper! Slippers don’t digest properly, we found that out when he ate part of another slipper. But this was a whole slipper. I guess we’ll have to wait and see what happens. There isn’t much this dog won’t eat.

Here is a picture of the office when I came home.

And here is the living room, where I found the first slipper.

And here is a picture of the not so innocent mutt afterwards.