Is there a full moon? Why is it, when people and things start going sideways and acting weird, I turn to the excuse of a full moon? I guess I don't want to believe that puppy is just being BAD, and hard-headed because he is so I turn to a less plausable excuse. Hubby has been having behavior tugs of war with Chief since last night. I've noticed the boy is just not listening as well so I'm going to work with him after work. Serious business.

Just to show how serious I am, I've included a shot of Chief's new digs.