Sammie The Snorkie-Duct Tape Adventure

Hello Everyone

First I would like to wish everyone a great weekend and see you on Monday. :-)

I grew up with the notion that duct tape is the answer to all fix it problems in the home. 

My Dad always had at least 3 rolls in the garage, one in the car and one in the house. And when they came out with colors for the tape he was just beside himself.

He used to threaten my brother and me that if we didn't behave he would duct tape us to the wall. He said it with a smile but we were never sure so we always tried not to push too many of his buttons growing up.

Well today I had to use the duct tape and made the mistake of using it with Sammie in the same room. 

For those of you who have read my earlier posts, you know that Sammie is full of curiosity, among other things. :-)

I noticed the leg of my kitchen chair had a good size crack in it (which also happens to be the chair my mother-in-law always sits in. I'm just saying...) So until I can replace the chair, I thought a couple of pieces of duct tape around the leg will keep it strong enough if I should have any visits from you know who.

So here I am sitting on the floor cutting pieces off of the roll to put on the leg of the chair. I had about 3-4 pieces measured and put them down, sticky side up. As luck would have it the doorbell rang so I had to leave...just for a minute...to answer the door. 

When I came back, I sat back down on the floor and looked for my pieces of tape, they were no where to be found. First thing that came to mind, SAMMIE!! I called her, looked for her and couldn't find her in the house. Went to the backyard and I tell you what I saw was so funny that I almost wet my pants from laughing.

There was Sammie with tape to her beard, one was stuck to her leg and the last piece was hanging from her ear.

And because she was outside and I had just cut the grass earlier that day, she had grass clippings clinging on to the tape. Sammie looked like one of the topiary thingy's you see in those fancy neighborhoods.

I brought her in and tried to take off the tape. That duct tape wasn't coming off without me pulling Sammie's hair.

So out came the dog clippers.  

My Sammie now looks like Donald Trump on a bad hair day.