Delilah loves dryers sheets.

Sometimes I give them to her.

Just because.

Her eyes glaze over and she has this dreamy look about her.

She takes the dryer sheet and using her teeth and feet, and tears them up.

Then she rubs her head in them.

(Like that could get rid of her Frito smell.)

She loves them so much that sometimes she sticks her nose in the laundry basket and rummages about like a pig in the wild, looking for a dryer sheet.

Yes, she loves them that much.

So it should come as no surprise that at any given time during the day it’s very possible you might come across a dryer sheet (or two or three) somewhere in my house.

Sure, I could pick them up, but why deprive her of the pleasure?

You can imagine with so many dryer sheets lying about, it sometimes makes for a little bit of amusement around the house.

Like the time Delilah came to dinner with her fancy new slippers.

I laughed so hard I could barely take the picture.

She had one on each of her front feet.

I wasn’t quick enough with the camera to do the situation justice.

Do your dogs have any idiosyncrasies that make you laugh?

This is the Monday Mischief Blog Hop hosted by Alfie’s Blog, Snoopy’s Blog, Luna and Cinder and My Brown Newfies.

We call mischief on the snow that started Saturday afternoon and continued through the evening.

My daughter had gone out and after we had eaten dinner and cleaned up I decided to let Beauregard out of his ‘casa’ so he could potty.

The fact that he is a four-month old bull-dog puppy and we had at least eight inches of snow on the ground never dawned on me until I opened the door.

The snow reached the top of the shovel.

Hubby ran out to the front to get the shovel.

Bo took one look at the snow and said, no way.

No amount of coaxing could convince him to go outside.  Even after Hubby shoveled a path and we used treats to try to coax him, he wouldn’t budge.

I don’t care what you offer me, I ain’t goin.

Hubby went outside with the umbrella to shield him from the snow but the umbrella seemed to scare him.

Instead he came back inside and piddled on the rug.

When my daughter came home she asked, Did you put his coat on?

Um no, I didn’t realize he needed a coat to go outside.

They put his coat on and he ran outside and pottied.

When Sampson and Delilah went out a short while later, they had to break their own path.

You just push your way through it.

Did you get snow where you live?  Did I mention this is the Monday Mischief Blog Hop hosted by Alfie’s Blog, Snoopy’s Dog Blog, Luna a Dog’s Life and My Brown Newfies?