Counting Slowly To 10

………….after, I admit, uttering a very rude word when I woke up to this scene of devastation this morning.

Luckily it wasn’t, as I first thought, the contents of my sofa but of a stuffed, cat-shaped door stop.  Who knew those things contained so much stuffing and, what looks like cat litter, inside them?  Anyway, the new doggy addition to the family, rescued from the streets, had already been confined to the kitchen at nights because of his addiction to soft furnisings but, unfortunately, my darling daughter had not closed the door into the lounge properly before leaving for school at 7a.m. this morning so, by the time I got up at 8, he had run amok.

It Wasn't Me

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  1. #1 by jodie on February 16, 2011 - 13:18

    Oh he was just protecting you from the evil stuffed cat !!!

  2. #2 by UniqueNique on February 16, 2011 - 15:47

    Thank goodness just the doorstop. But who could get mad with that face looking at you ;~D

  3. #3 by Jan Marriott on February 16, 2011 - 18:49

    OMG…..I guess he (Stan?) has some issues, but how on earth can you train him not to do that?

  4. #4 by houdini on February 18, 2011 - 23:03

    He looks like butter wouldn’t melt…

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