Just  a few minutes ago I was attacked by a chair. Thank god Smokey was there to protect me.

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No. Seriously, the chair has a little arm to move the seat up or down, Micah had been on it, so I went to adjust it to my height (Micah is a foot taller than me) and Smokey went berserk on the chair. The chair has been there for four days now, and I was even holding onto Smokey last night letting her pull me round the room on the chair with no problems, but the up/down motion has apparently terrified the ever loving shit out of her.

She will let me sit on it, but only if we let her lay beside it, eyes trained on the legs of the chair the whole time while she cries pitifully. If I move it, up/down, side to side, it doesn’t matter she jumps up and resumes her chair attack. Biting the legs, howling and just generally freaking the shit out.

It’s effing hilarious!

After a few minutes of Smokey trying to save me from the chair, Micah sat back in it so I could curl up on the couch clutching my sides and prying to God I don’t piss myself laughing, and that’s when Parker took this very dark video. Please, PLEASE, turn the volume down on your speakers before you press play, and keep in mind that all that noise is Smokey, just one sixty pound dog.

My hero.

Nasty Evil Chair!

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 01.01.2009
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