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It's that darn yellow dog - don't know what I'm gonna do with her!
We had to pick Riley up from a class at church and then got a quick dinner on the way home. Were gone for right at an hour. ONE HOUR.
Walk into the bedroom and things are... amiss. She had been on TOP of the dresser. The top of the dresser and the front are now covered in deep gashes and gouges, some of which go all the way down to the bare wood under the stain/varnish/whatever makes it all shiny and pretty. (Bought this furniture from a friend who waited 6 months for it to be delivered from Canada because apparently it's not made until it's ordered.)
Everything on the dresser, now in the floor. Including my jewelry box. In the jewelry box? My deceased grandfather's harmonica, my deceased great-grandmother's wedding band, my deceased aunt's class ring.. I keep some important stuff in there and now it's all turned upside-down and spread all over the floor! Those things are all accounted for (Thank God) but I am missing a necklace my great grandmother gave me when I was little little.
I had a LOT of stuff in that jewelry box. I have no idea what I may or may not be missing is what sucks. Besides the important things there are a lot of Target-type jewelry that I don't commit to memory so I have no idea. Guess I get to watch poop for a while and see what comes out.
4 out of 5 days, Kacey is perfectly fine, but on that 5th day... Every day it's like walking out the door leaving a hidden time bomb somewhere in the house. You have no idea when, where or if it will go off and how much damage it will do when it does.
I can't put everything we own in closets. Apparently it does no good to put it UP because she's half cat. We all know she can't be crated for her own safety. So, every day we open the front door holding our breath wondering what we will find.
We had to pick Riley up from a class at church and then got a quick dinner on the way home. Were gone for right at an hour. ONE HOUR.
Walk into the bedroom and things are... amiss. She had been on TOP of the dresser. The top of the dresser and the front are now covered in deep gashes and gouges, some of which go all the way down to the bare wood under the stain/varnish/whatever makes it all shiny and pretty. (Bought this furniture from a friend who waited 6 months for it to be delivered from Canada because apparently it's not made until it's ordered.)
Everything on the dresser, now in the floor. Including my jewelry box. In the jewelry box? My deceased grandfather's harmonica, my deceased great-grandmother's wedding band, my deceased aunt's class ring.. I keep some important stuff in there and now it's all turned upside-down and spread all over the floor! Those things are all accounted for (Thank God) but I am missing a necklace my great grandmother gave me when I was little little.
I had a LOT of stuff in that jewelry box. I have no idea what I may or may not be missing is what sucks. Besides the important things there are a lot of Target-type jewelry that I don't commit to memory so I have no idea. Guess I get to watch poop for a while and see what comes out.
4 out of 5 days, Kacey is perfectly fine, but on that 5th day... Every day it's like walking out the door leaving a hidden time bomb somewhere in the house. You have no idea when, where or if it will go off and how much damage it will do when it does.
I can't put everything we own in closets. Apparently it does no good to put it UP because she's half cat. We all know she can't be crated for her own safety. So, every day we open the front door holding our breath wondering what we will find.