Hoodini's revenge

hoodini and poochie-poo called it an early night and were in their beds by 9pm, of their own free-will. to take advantage of this freedom the hubby and i decide to use our hot tub. it's a gloriously freezing evening, about 40 degrees out and we are enjoying the hottub and all it's 99 degree glory. poochie-poo and hoodini realize the moment of freedom and frolic - un watched - through the house and into the back yard. awe, how cute! they are playing! keep in mind that hoodini lacks the ability to get within 4' of the hot tub due to her new best friend (shock collar). so she wasn't too happy when poochie-poo came up to see us in the tub.

several moments go by and poochie-poo and hoodini are back to playing......this time it's with a toy. again, happy for their distraction I think nothing of it. and that was my mistake......letting my gaurd down. that and trying to identify an item through the steam coming off the hot tub.

we get out of the hot tub and walk across the patio and low and behold....it's not a toy they are playing with, it's a black plastic spoon looking......dangit it's my George Foreman spatula (special made item for the foreman grill)! since poochie-poo is height challenged I can only assume that this is what happened.....

Hoodini: Mom and dad are in the hottub, kid is sleeping......we are alone in the house.
Poochie-poo: Don't even think about it hoodini.
Hoodini: (as she is jumping up on the counter to snag the spatula from the sink) MMMmmmm, but poochie-poo it has pieces of hamburger on it, mmmmmmm
Poochie-poo: Get off the counter, you are going to get in trouble.
Hoodini: You get to go near the hot tub and get love, I get to eat the plastic/burger taste; all is fair! (taking it outside) Now see, we are playing with it, they don't care. It's an "okay" item for us to chew, come on poochie-poo try to take it from me. We can play tug of war.
Poochie-poo: No, not right in front of them.
Hoodini: Mmmmmmm plastic and burger, mmmmmmm (gnawing on the spatula)
Poochie-poo: I think i heard the cat, come on lets get him!

They frolic off to torment the cat..............

Ya....to be a fly on the wall.....apparently Hoodini had a problem with her new boundaries....doh! My poor spatula!