December 17, 2005


  • The Crime Scene:

    This is, or should I say was, our down comforter. The dog decided to chew on it this afternoon while we were at work. There are feathers everywhere.

    Everywhere.

    It looks like somebody brutally murdered a goose on our bed.

     

    The Culprit:

    Pretending to look innocent and sucking at it.

     Wait 'til your mother gets home.

     

     

Comments (7)

  • Hhhhmm....don't feel bad. One time I was gone for a weekend, and my hamster escaped it's cage and ate a section of my carpet, my swimsuit, and a corner of my comforter. (the dog looks pretty innocent to me )

  • He was an evil hamster. He would always escape his cage. I should have known something was wrong with him when I tried to bring him home from the pet shop and he gnawed his way out of his box and was running around my car.

  • Maybe he's being framed?

    yet another reason we don't have a dog.
    (but they are soooo cute and lovable, I know.)

  • RYC: Man...it's snowy, windy and really stinkin' cold and y'all are talkin' about asses in the sun. I needed that.

    Mmmmmm...asses.

    Tubb

  • the only reason i don't have a dog is because i can't (apartment dwelling has its restrictions).  otherwise, when i get a house of my own with a bit of land, i'm getting, like, 5 of them.

    and now that i know they like to chew duvets, they shall each have one of their own to destroy...

    and the cats of the household shall despair.

  • I lived through Sabrina's puppyhood.  Sabrina is the dog I wrote about a few days ago.  You have my total sympathy.

  • aaahhh...I'm sorry.  If I looked at that face all I could do is kiss it.  Sorry about the comforter.  I love dogs.  We, however, have cats because my hubby loves them.  Whatever.  Anyway, my daughter calls me today at work to tell me that one of our cats was puking all over the house and she was about to clean it up.  I said, "sorry about your luck, but I love you."  So, yeah.  Peace.

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