Bridger is my sister Karen and BIL Wes’s dog. He’s a big lug and I love him for it.
A new home for them came complete with a beautiful yard. They have a pest problem.
It’s not gophers. It’s not rabbits. It’s Bridger.
Seems he has a taste for hosta leaves and here, some type of potted plant leaves. Luckily they aren’t poisonous.
Perhaps he should have had a V8? Maybe he’s in need of a little roughage in his diet?
Accordign to Karen, he won’t touch lettuce when it falls on the kitchen floor.
I find this really funny. Granted, it isn’t my greenery being chomped.
Still, I love my nephew dog!