Let me take you on a journey.....
*Can't get my reaction Ring video to post, so only the following for you...*
Dog 1 - Plant 0
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This takes me back in time. Big time.
I was renting a house in old Rose Park, from my still best friend Tim's mom, where I lived from 17 until I got married at 26. Had recently, finally, and at great effort, got rid of clinically-crazy-penthouse-pet-pornstar girlfriend that I had been with for about five years. She was shit, shit hot. I mean, smoking. Willing and adventurous (in all ways - she loved wheeling, camping and fishing and bed time), all that and more. But she was also literally crazy. She tried to kill me (ran me over with the car I gave her), broke into my house and stole my dog, called the cops on me for weed. Paid a guy to try and beat me up (he just came over and told me what was up and we spent the money he got paid getting drunk). You name it. Few years after I got clear of her, she succeeded in killing some poor dude, then escaped from prison. Some of the crap that she laid down while we were together was well beyond my crazy tolerance. I ain't making this stuff up.
Anyway... Had finally got shut of her. I was working swing shift. Got home at about 1-3am, depending. Still had crazy girlfriend's German shepherd and tom cat (she never even asked about either of them, but broke into my house and stole MY dog...) living with me. Along with my female Siamese cat and my Rottweiler (who hadn't been stolen yet...). Two really big dogs, two cats - who all got along famously. Always let the critters have the run of the house while I was at work and never had too, too much of an issue. Did find a brand new size 11 Nike once when I got home - dogs just looked proud, but I never found out how that happened.
So crazy girlfriend was a house plant freak. And all her literal 150 house plants were still in the house. They were everywhere. Everything from little starters on nursery racks to five gallon plants. House was a jungle. I liked it, really, so I was taking care of the plants as good or better than crazy girlfriend had.
I got home from work one night... Yeah... The above, times about 100.
Honestly, I can not adequately describe it. I really can't. Every single plant out of it's pot and the dirt on the floor. The several nursery store style racks of starters, tipped over, every little pot off the racks and the plants torn up and the dirt from the pots on the carpeted floor. Deep PILES of dirt and shredded plants from the two dozen big five gallon planters.
But wait! There's more! One of the legs of the coffee table chewed off. Chewed the eff clean off. And it was sitting upside down. The coffee table. Every cushion off every chair and the couch scattered around the front room. Tower speakers, tipped over and grills raked. Fresh roll of toilet paper from the bathroom in little bits scattered everywhere. Etc. Etc. Etc... Like I said, I really can't describe it. Imagine you tried to mess up a house like that as bad as you possibly could in 10 hours.
Pretty easy to see, that Angus, my Rottweiler, was the primary, if not lone, culprit. All the other animals were huddled as far from the front door as they could get. But he greeted me at the door, looking very concerned, and wanted me to go to the back of the house. Where he cast accusing glances at the supposed offenders between giving me his happiest most I love you attitude.
I still have two small scars on the back of my right hand where he bit me in the fight that ensued. He NEVER did that shit again, though.
But your picture
@Coco, brought all that back clear as day and I hadn't thought about it in decades.
- DAA