It was stressful times. I was left to my own devices at my grandparent’s house when my mom’s grandfather was in the hospital dying. I had to eat my grandma’s tasty couch. So sorry!
My dad left for work very early morning and my mom was still asleep upstairs. So I ate the couch in order to spend more time with mom before she left me for work too.
I ate the feather pillow
I ate the couch when my family left the house.
“The pillow made an attempt on my life. I fought back.”
No witnesses would testify against this.
My name is Kenzie. The chair was going to attack me… So I ate it! I am a bad girl 🙁
I killed the vicious pillow and now I’m pooping huge balls of stuffing
Hi I’m Kaya. I eat couches. My mom was gone for two hours.
Jordan is not allowed on the couch. She apparently thought she would look like a pillow on the couch and would not be noticed. Sign says “I am not allowed on the couch. I will blend right in and not be noticed. I am not ashamed.”
Otis, the Labrador, tears apart a new down-filled throw pillow. Feather bonanza ensues.