My Dog Started a Shady Business! š¶š¼š
I always knew Teddy, my Golden Retriever, was clever. But I didnāt realize how sneaky he could beāuntil I discovered his little⦠side hustle.
It all began one afternoon when I noticed strange behavior in the backyard. Neighborhood dogs were showing up at our fence, tails wagging, looking unusually excited. Teddy would greet them, disappear behind the shed, and come back looking way too proud of himself.
Suspicious? Definitely.
I decided to investigate.
Turns out, Teddy had been āborrowingā my thingsāflip-flops, socks, even a half-empty peanut butter jarāand stashing them in a pile behind the shed. When his furry friends came by, heād trot back there, pick an item, and trade it through the fence in exchange for⦠treats.
Actual dog treats. Biscuits, chews, jerkyāsomehow, the neighborhood pups were smuggling snacks out of their own homes and āpayingā Teddy for random junk from ours.
I watched in disbelief as Teddy swapped one of my favorite socks for a bacon-flavored bone, then strutted around like a canine kingpin.
It was a full-blown shady business.
Roo, his younger sister, eventually joined in. She acted as āsecurity,ā barking to warn when I came outside. Honestly, I wouldnāt be surprised if she was keeping inventory in her head.
Once I figured it out, I put a stop to the ābusiness.ā (Mostly. I mean, I had to at least reclaim my sock.)
But hereās the best part: now every time Teddy sees a neighborhood dog, he rushes to the shed like the trade routeās back open. And I swear he gives me side-eye like, āYou ruined my empire.ā
So yesāmy dog started a shady business. And while itās closed for now, Iām pretty sure he’s just planning his next big venture.