I thought this was hilarious once I realized what had happened, so I thought I would share.
First, a little background information. I'm in my third and final year of law school, so I am always trying to do things on the cheap; to this end I got my first new (as opposed to new-to-me) brush off the 'bay from a very nice vendor. I spent a bit more than planned, but hell I'm about to graduate law school in the top 15 of my class and I figure I've earned it. Also, I have a long haired Dachshund who was a rescue dog that, after a weekend of dog sitting while a friend went to a wedding, I couldn't let go.
For those of you who may not have known, Dachshund literally means badger dog in German; so guess what they were bred to hunt.
So my story is that today I received my brush in the mail, I rinsed it, and set it out to dry with the rest of my gear; the standard "new toy" handling. Molly (the dog) was sitting with me on my couch while I was reading some material for tomorrow's classes. She got up and wandered around my apartment a bit, but stopped right outside my bathroom and I could hear her growling, then bark. Not knowing what the heck is going on I got up and when I got to my bathroom she was pointing, fixed on my bathroom counter.
Since it is a new brush, she could still smell the badger, and genetics kicked in it would seem.
Anyhow, I got a good laugh out of that and figured the rest of you might as well.
First, a little background information. I'm in my third and final year of law school, so I am always trying to do things on the cheap; to this end I got my first new (as opposed to new-to-me) brush off the 'bay from a very nice vendor. I spent a bit more than planned, but hell I'm about to graduate law school in the top 15 of my class and I figure I've earned it. Also, I have a long haired Dachshund who was a rescue dog that, after a weekend of dog sitting while a friend went to a wedding, I couldn't let go.
For those of you who may not have known, Dachshund literally means badger dog in German; so guess what they were bred to hunt.
So my story is that today I received my brush in the mail, I rinsed it, and set it out to dry with the rest of my gear; the standard "new toy" handling. Molly (the dog) was sitting with me on my couch while I was reading some material for tomorrow's classes. She got up and wandered around my apartment a bit, but stopped right outside my bathroom and I could hear her growling, then bark. Not knowing what the heck is going on I got up and when I got to my bathroom she was pointing, fixed on my bathroom counter.
Since it is a new brush, she could still smell the badger, and genetics kicked in it would seem.
Anyhow, I got a good laugh out of that and figured the rest of you might as well.