We left the fur kids just long enough to climb down the ladder and go like a toilet paper bomb had exploded.

The toilet paper was sitting on the companion way third step. The steps are rather steep and Taco has made it up them a couple of times. I discourage him from doing this because he has fallen before. So Taco made it up to the second step and reached his head up to the third step and grabbed the toilet paper, now the real fun began. It was a game of who could tear, rip, and shred the toilet paper the fastest and who would win at getting to the cardboard roll in the center.

Russ said that when he got back and looked down the companion way he split a gut laughing. There they were these two little dogs looking up at him with the "I didn't do it or who me" look on their face. They did such a good job that Russ picked up what he could and then had to vacuum the rest. BAD LITTLE DOGGIES. Now you know why we can not leave them alone for any length of time and that we have dens (crates) for them to stay out of trouble.