The End of Bonnie and Clyde.

Don't be fooled. They look like good dogs. But Bonnie and Clyde (Belle and Copper) are leading a double life.


Really they are partners in crime. I'm so glad Rachel is coming home today because I can't handle any more of these two together.

Someone peed on my bed. I'm 99% sure is was Belle. She has NEVER peed on my bed, but she thought it was a good idea this week.

Someone peed on a bookshelf in the living room. I'm 100% sure it was Copper. Because he did it right in front of me. He has NEVER peed in the house until this week.

They don't play fetch. They bark at everything and each other. Belle eats Copper's food. Copper gets on couches uninvited. These dogs love to wrestle, but only if they can cover me with drool and bite my legs in the process. I've never seen them wrestle outside. Only next to me.

Rachel and I discussed it on the phone tonight. Someone has to lay the law down in this town, and it's going to be Sheriff Luhrs and Deputy Scott. We're not afraid of these two outlaws.

Wait. Never mind. We're failures at doggy discipline. Give us 8th graders instead. We're signing up for doggy obedience school.

Say goodbye Bonnie and Clyde.