Fuzzy Friday

I wandered past the dining table and noticed Beary’s head sticking out from under it. I didn’t think anything of it other than to think he must have caught on to Bubba and Bella’s hiding spot.

Maybe there’s more under the table than meets the eye. All I ever find under there is puppy fluff and toys {belonging to all of my kids!}.

A few minutes later, on another trip past the table, Beary was still there. I patted his head on my way past then I realised he hadn’t moved since the first time I’d walked past.

Because he couldn’t.

thanks mumma

He’d wandered around the table following Bella and Bubba, but got stuck at the other end. Between us, I’m fairly sure if he’d pushed a little he could have got through, but for whatever reason he didn’t. Nor did he back up.

He just stood there waiting for me to cotton on to the fact that he was stuck.

So I nudged the table a little and freed him from his trap. The loves I got make me think he was pretty happy {and may have been worried he’d be there forever}.

It’s lucky he’s so pretty really!

7 Comments Add yours

  1. Jessie says:

    Haha this made me chuckle. Typical dog behavior. You’d think without us they’d never be able to do anything.

  2. I got stuck behind the big chair once. Mom helped me get out….

    Love and licks,

  3. Dalton says:

    Bless him, getting stuck in the worse!

    1. I know, he didn’t make any fuss, just stood there looking until I realised!

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