Zoey, Zoey, Zoey, got to love the puppy Zoey
“Zoey No, Zoey leave it”, two phrases I repeat at least fifty times by noon. Zoey’s 13 month birthday was yesterday, isn’t it supposed to be better now? I guess it is, she stopped eating the coffee table and my dining room chairs. She also stopped eating the tote that holds her toys. However, she is still a very large fan of coffee and if I forget and leave my coffee on the couch unguarded, she knocks it over to…
