Because nothing less than a mission can keep me away from my parent's house over the 4th of July, Chloe got to come along. At first she was a little scared of Greg, but it didn't take him long to win her over.
She showed him how tough and ferocious she is by ripping off the leg of the poor purple frog and pulling his stuffing out.
She was feeling pretty invincible after defeating the frog. Alas, her triumphant victory was short lived.
All courage was lost when she woke up at 3:30 this morning with this looking at her...
...and she promptly locked herself into her kennel for the rest of the night.
She spent most of the morning hiding outside, trying to avoid the big scary dogs.
When she got brave enough to come in the house, she took refuge under the coffee table while Brady and Mia continued to try convince her that they wanted to play with her as a friend, not as a chew toy.
It's ok Chloe. Its safe to come out now. The abominable snow dogs have been sentenced to spending the rest of the week at doggy day care.
Once more the master of the realm, Chloe takes her rightful place on the throne...I mean, on Grandma Joyce. 
Note to Liz...Chloe is fine. Enjoy Poland!
2 comments:
hope liz is doing ok in poland. it looks like chloe is relaxing now that the big dogs are gone. :)
Beej and Spencer's dogs can be intimidating to look at, until you know how nice they are.
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