So for the second day in a row, our puppies found mischief. The hubby called me to tell me they chewed up two of my favorite wooden spoons, a coffee filter, his favorite Hawks hat, and his sunglasses.
He swears up and down, he put everything away. He is convinced Daisy, with her long legs, somehow reached the back of the counter to knock everything down.
Two years we've been leaving them out in the kitchen with baby gates and never have they chewed up something I put out of their reach.
This makes me laugh. I wish he would just admit that he misses me picking up after him and putting everything away.
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