isn't fair.
Wesley just stole 1/2 a package of brie cheese of my table. Unfortunately for him, he thought the wrapper was the prize and was chewing on that while I came and grabbed the cheese (no, i didn't eat it, I gave it to Sandy and Wesley got a little bit)
I get the last laugh though, Sandy peed on his head today on our walk. How you ask?
He always likes to smell what she is peeing on (she marks as often as a male dog) and he cleverly put his buckethead down to smell the lamppost and Sandy marked his head instead of the lamppost.
Bad dog:
Wes does look sorry for what he did. I am so happy he got a home. Gongrats to both.