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Originally Posted by Lance
Ha! Most of my tank problems oddly enough, stem from my wife's stupid Beagle (notice I said her's: I lay no claim to that dog. My breed is the Boxer). In no particular order the Beagle has: eaten three screws from my new light fixture; tipped over and ate an entire jar of NLS flakes; chewed holes in the ATO tubing causing a small flood; left her chew bone on the steps where I could trip on it and spill a cup full of skimmate on myself; and lastly, prefers to leave me "gifts" right in front of the outside sump where I have to either clean it up or step in it. (I don't understand how a dog that doesn't come up to my knee produces "gifts" the size of a Great Dane's.
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You could probably find a way to blame all the nog facial accidents on the dog too if you try hard enough.
