My young pit ate my couch in the middle of the night
Since moving into our new house 2 weeks ago, Rascal has chased down 2 skunks and been sprayed in the face both times. At the rate of 1 per week, our house is never going to stop smelling like skunk…..
I woke up to a gift from Olive.
I had just come home from work and had laid my dress on my bed that morning. There it was, with pieces of it on the bed and on the floor. She was hiding downstairs on the couch. She’s usually my shadow, but didn’t follow me upstairs. The dress was just bought two days prior and still had the tags. I guess she didn’t want me to wear that one.
Cherry had her bed against the front door, and when the post dropped onto her head, what could she do? Eat it of course, followed by a nice chew on one of mummy’s trainers.
Miss Charlie has a discerning palate when it comes to glasses. She ate her 4th pair today. I accept some responsibility for leaving my glasses where she could get to them, but Charlie has plenty of toys to chew on!
I rolled in fox poo now my mum is making me have a bath
“I like the kitty litter on the floor better”.
I eat tampons. They are delicious!
I tackled and bit a deer. (I’m not sorry, I’m proud.)