Otherwise known as 10-days of Rocco hell.
Last week I woke up to discover this...
All over the floor.
We could not figure out where such a large mass of apparent stuffing could come from.
Rocco was sitting on the futon, minding his own business.
When we noticed that little hole in the blue comforter, just big enough for a bored dog to get at.
And judging but the guilty look on his face, we know who is the vandal.
A few days later we discovered a chewed up container. We can't figure out where he found it.
And a few days after that, we found an empty package of dog treats.
We didn't even know we had this kind of treat in the house until we found the remnants of this bag.
This was one weeks worth of Rocco mischief.
Then this past weekend we found the a soggy chewed up Crystal Light box, the packets still intact.
And the remains of a pencil...
We didn't even know we had a pencil in the house.
My husband recently lost his glasses.
We are waiting for Rocco to find them.
He's good at that sort of thing.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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We all told you not to get the bacon-flavored fouton, but you always know better...
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