I think he has finally succeeded in topping even his own pranks.  You won't believe this, and his mom almost had a heart attack. Just glad I was not here by myself!

I was busily running to and fro doing laundry, walked into my closet (located in my bathroom) to put away clean clothes. When I walked out, I noticed Eeyore Blue walked out of the closet and passed me. No biggee, he follows me most everywhere. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash of color that did not look quite right.  Thinking he had pulled a belt or some article of clothing off a hanger and was dragging it off, I went after him. When I caught up with him, I could not believe my eyes.

Around his neck, like a cuff bracelet, was the 2" wide roll of duct tape! He had somehow stuck his head inside the closed up travel bag in the floor of the closet and stuck his whole head through the hole in the tape roll.

I grabbed him, picked him up and pulled . . . it would not come off over his ears without taking hide and ears with it. I hollered for Tim who came running and said, "How on earth did he get that on there?"

Of course, Yore looked at us like we have lost our minds - "What's wrong, mom?"

After convincing himself it would not come off over his head, Tim began to hunt for the end so he could unroll the spool of tape, as it was too thick to cut through. Of course, the tape split. After 30 minutes of prying up ends with pocket knives (yikes), peeling tape off, cutting with scissors, all the while I am holding onto a squirming dog who just wants to get back down to play.

  I could envision his neck swelling to the point we would have no room to work, as I could only get one finger between his neck and the tape roll. It took a long time and I was close to panic with every obstacle we hit, but he finally got all the tape off and was able to insert the point of scissors under the roll and clip it so he could tear it off Yore's neck. So much for the roll of duct tape . . . it won't cause any more problems, because we don't have it anymore!

 
Now, I am in need of tranquilization, and my husband is still shaking his head. Good thing he was here, I would have never been able to hold onto Yore and also work on the roll of tape. If I had not been so shaken up, I would have taken a photo because I figured none of you would believe me!  I'll say it's a good thing this Griff has a long neck!
 
God save me from little boy dogs!

 

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