Getting between a leprechaun and their gold is never a good thing.
When Chewy destroyed my favorite leather boots, I thought things couldn't get much worse.
Boy, was I wrong.
Trying to raise two very special Yorkie-mix puppies was bad enough. But now I have to deal with a persistent backyard prowler too?
Good thing I'm not on my own with this. Arc, Amie, Trevor, and even Patty are right there beside me. After all, it's kind of their backyard, too, as we all live on the same property.
I just really hope Patty is kidding about the leprechaun thing...