Oct 12, 2009

Arrgghh!! Bad Bandit!

This morning while I was upstairs having tea and reading the morning paper Bandit was downstairs getting into things he shouldn't have been. I came downstairs to start work and found my Skype headphone on the floor, the microphone chewed up. I quickly grabbed my work headphones and found them to be okay, or so I thought. When I started in on my first job I noticed that my headphones were acting strange. Audio only came through the right ear bud!! I'm having to work this way and it's a major handicap. I have to be so incredibly careful since I'm typing someone's medical records. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to discipline Bandit in any way since I didn't catch him in the act.

I guess when I leave my work area I need to push things even higher up on the desk. I do know that he gets up on the table with his front paws and then uses his nose to poke around in things. I even had to move the kleenex box up high and off the table since he loves biting sheets of kleenex out of the box and then shredding them up in a mess on the floor.

7 comments:

Bella/Dodger/Izzie said...

UH OH!!!! What a sneak!! Izzie likes to shred kleenex too.

Scout 'n Freyja said...

What you have to do is look at everything from a puppy's point of view and that means that everything he can reach is his and it is a toy!

The FOUR Musketeers said...

Hello buddy !!!

Here to say HI & make new pals from the DWB family !
Do visit us :D
Have a nice day !

Loves
The Musketeers

Bandit's Pack said...

Thank you for stopping by Scout 'n Freyja and The FOUR Musketeers. I will make a point of stopping by to visit your blogs soon.

Bandit's Pack said...

Izzie and Bandit would be a terrible twosome if they ever got together!!

aussiepup said...

uh oh on the bad behavior! I hope you can get him broke of that...I can't wait to see his halloween costume. I love the header graphic, he is just adorable.

Shopgirl said...

Reflecting on Mattie Anne..." bad day." I woke at 6:00 in the morning and reached for my glasses. They were not there. So I did that hand search thing thinking they had fell on the floor. I had to find them because I needed them to see and go to work.
Mattie Anne was about Bandit's age and chewing on to many things. When I found my glasses it was shocking...they were twisted, glass broken and there she was the little darling. Ready for her morning pet, I was so upset and could not see her very well, I was yelling NO Mattie, with a harsh scream. The call I made to work was really funny. I will not be to work today, my dog ate my glasses.
She is 9 years old now and we wouldn't trade her, but that day I might have gave her to the lowest bidder.
Hugs, Mary