This has been a week I will be glad to see in my rearview mirror. I generally try to keep my blog to the happy things that go on in my life, but this has been one of those weeks that make me want to run away and sell t-shirts on the beach.
Early this afternoon, I pulled up the puppy-cam on my phone, and was a little surprised when the picture was of the wall and the bottom of the table where the webcam normally sits. This meant that the table had been hit and the camera was knocked off and hanging by its cord. I txt'd Liz to ask her if she knew how long it been like that - she txt'd back that it had been fine at 11:30. I didn't worry too much about it and forgot about it until I opened the front door and was rushed not just by Spencer and Scout, but also the Three Amigos.
And then I saw this:
The scene of the crime:
Was it a beaver??
And in the kitchen - which was only accessible to little dogs who could shimmy under the gate. Someone decided to gain access to the used litter I was too lazy to haul to the trash this morning. I think the little puddle of pee on the bag is a nice touch - don't you??
I brought the pups back in and after dinner they collapsed into this incredibly sweet puppy pile - it is out of exhaustion or a desparate attempt to curry favor??
So - the great unanswered question - who grew thumbs and got the pen open? Was it Uncle Grump Spencer who has decided he likes playing with the pups and has a history of springing their mother from her crate when she was about their age??
Or was it a certain pup we know has developed a taste for wood products?? Hmmmm, I guess if it never happens again after a certain someone leaves tomorrow - we'll have our suspicions!
P.S. I am secretly happy about the coffee table chewing. I decided this week I wanted a new, smaller and round coffee table - this behemoth just takes up too much room in my tiny little living room, but I couldn't see getting rid of a perfectly good piece of furniture - problem solved!!