Our grands and granddawgs were here the other night, so the kiddos and I decided to play cards. After a few minutes, Bruno decided he didn’t want us to! He stared at us, then started jumping at each of us, attempting to bite our cards! He didn’t try to hurt us, just the cards ~ he tried to yank a card out of the oldest granddaughter’s hand, ripping the card in two. Big as he is, he was like the proverbial bull in a china shop.
I was in my recliner and the kiddos were sitting on the floor in front of me crosslegged—we always use a square stool we have for a table when we play cards. Needless to say, we were all pretty blown away. Sunny saw what he was doing and thought he was hurting us, so she started barking nonstop. The kids and I were laughing and yelling at Bruno to stop—which he didn’t until we stopped playing. Quite a scene!
Never has he done this before. My hubby thinks what set him off was our slapping down cards on the table, but it’s never bothered him before. I think he wanted to play, too!
Granddawgs . . . you gotta love ‘em!
