Rod’s house for sale? I don’t think so.

One of my favorite Rod moments of all time was when our house was on the market and we were preparing to close on the house with a buyer.  Due to a miscommunication, our appraiser entered the house while Rod was home alone.  Rod is never crated and waits for me at the top of the stairs each day when I come home from work.

The appraiser entered the house and surveyed the downstairs.  Looks good! Once she got to the bottom of the stairs, both she and Rod were quite surprised to see each other!  Rod sounded the alarm from the top of the stairs: “Intruder alert! Intruder alert!  You are not my mom!”  Being a doxie, he is trained not to use the stairs.  So he manned his position in a defensive stance and continued to bark at the edge of the stairs.  The appraiser noticed dog biscuits in the kitchen and grabbed a handful to lure Rod into another room.  What happened next went something like this: 

Followed by this:

All in a day’s work.

And STAY out!