Psycho Dog on the Loose

I would have tried to get a picture if he would have stayed still long enough.

During the post-dinner dish roundup, Freckles, our 8 1/2 year old basset hound, carefully picked up a steak knife by its wooden handle, and tried to run around the house with the blade sticking out of his mouth.

(He loves to show us how smart he is by finding things with which to play "Chase Me".)

It was too scary though, seeing him run with a knife in his mouth and then whip it back and forth as he turned his head toward one of us.

Next time we'll try and talk him down and snap one off.

In the meantime, let the neighborhood cats beware.