PsychoSydney

There comes an inevitable moment in every day (multiple moments each day, actually) when Sydney comes up to us and puts her head in our lap, looking something like this:

This can mean only one thing: she wants to go outside. Those adorable brown eyes and furry ears with the scraggly hair lure you into a false sense of trust. I mean, how can you resist a face like that? The answer is, you can't. You give into whatever it is she wants. You would give her a million bones and a pile of empty water bottles if she wanted them. But, all she asks is to go outside. That's reasonable, right?

So we let her outside.

What an adorable little dog sniffing those peaceful-looking flowers! She calmly makes her way around the yard, checking to see who has been in the yard since the last time she checked, makes sure there's no one trying to sneak in our basement window. You know, the usual.

And then this happens:

Neighborhood dogs make themselves known. And the loveable Sydney we love and adore is gone.

PsychoSydney has shown her ugly face.