So I’m sitting here at the computer, just cruising the internet, when I realize I haven’t seen the puppy for a while (he’s a fourteen week old American Bulldog. Very cute). I listen for a moment, don’t hear him, and think “He must be asleep. Good, that means he’s not making a mess anywhere.”
How wrong can I be? :smack:
When I get up I realize that Murphy the Wonderdog has discovered the joys of the toilet paper roll. There’s half a roll of Kleenex Cottonelle running through my bedroom and down the hall. The other end is still attached to the roll in the bathroom.
Ahhh, the fun of dog ownership.