I mean, the dog ate my comforter. And I think the young boy sitting next to him helped. Well not eat it, but helped destroy it.
I could hear them laughing in my room. Ok, not them, but one of them. The boy was laughing and it was the cute heart warming laugh.
So I wasn't worried. Then I went in there and looked and of course they were having a hay day tearing apart my comforter!
And I would say with the stuffing hanging from his mouth, this guy here is the most guilty. Wouldn't you say?
1 comment:
Ok soo funny...I know that face it is a dog that has been running around here that says "is there something wrong, i was having a great time and you seem upset, but really i don't know why"
sorry for the blanket...but the pics will bring back great memories!
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