Thursday, December 6, 2012

Progress!

Tuesday Night
Wednesday night.

Jake was missing again and where do you suppose I found him?
I direct your attention to the pink material to the right of Jake.  Imagine walking out on a fine sunny Tuesday morning to find two rolls of that material strung from hell to breakfast, shredded and chewed and glowing in the fine golden light of dawn.  Bad dog. 

1 comment:

cyberkit34 said...

Who'd have ever guessed you'd need a doggie door in your floor?