A Hudsonism
The truck ride home was uneventful, and upon arriving home the boys romped a little in the snow on the way in. Hudson made a pee so I figured that was that. We went upstairs to relax and watch a little TV, and the bedroom door and the TV room door were both open, with a hallway in between. I assumed Hudson was in the bedroom. I heard him come into the hallway, and then a minute or so later (in the dark of course) he walked into the TV room (where the three of us were - Rudy was zonked) and he walked over to the open door (which opens into the room) and swatted at it. This is not unusual. He often bats the door away from the wall and then lays down against the wall, however, this time he did not do that. His initial push closed the door most of the way, but he walked toward it, and kicked it -hard- with his paw. It closed the rest of the way, and caught. (As in, you'd need to turn the knob to open it.) I paused Mythbusters, and Gordon and I stared at him as he settled in for a nap on the floor in front of the couch (not his usual spot against the wall). It had nothing to do with that spot at all. "That's new," I said. "Weird," agreed Hubby. A little over an hour later hubby opened the door to find a mess in the hallway just outside the door. Turns out the mysteries were solved. Hudson fussed at my parents' place because he had a sick tummy. I guess he was in the hall and couldn't hold it, so that's where it happened. Then, apparently, he came in and CLOSED THE DOOR (fully) to either get himself away from it, or to hide his transgression from us. I must admit, I found it clever, and kind of admired him while I steam cleaned the hallway carpet in the wee hours. |
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| Yep, gotta give the boy credit, he was trying!! |
Nice. Glacier urpped in the hall yesterday and tried to hide the evidence by cleaning it back up. (Other dogs heave and leave.) Nice try girl, the smell gave it away. 89% of the hall carpet is covered with throw rugs to hopefully catch the urps....the other 11% ALWAYS gets hit!  Hudson, you are a wonder, sorry about the tummy, it happens. |
| Well heck, I wouldn't want to smell that when I was laying down either. Sorry it had to be the wee hours. |
| And they say animals can't think. |
| I laughed hard at that one; good for you, Hudson! So nice to protect mommy and daddy from the stink you left in the hall! |
| well at least rudy will not be blamed for that one |
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