… is in not leaving things where the dogs can reach them, in this case, an X-box controller, now sculpted. Pictured below the jump is Edwin (not guilty).
Thank you, too for your thoughtful comments to the post on bullying. I will respond to them at greater length tomorrow.
July 8, 2008 at 7:55 pm
Oh, who doesn’t like to noms on X-boxes? It’s my favourite way to unwind after a hard day rolling around on the kitchen floor.
July 9, 2008 at 8:07 am
Just sit here on the soda and I’ll play you some Bark.
July 9, 2008 at 8:10 am
SOFA.
DAMNIT.
July 12, 2008 at 1:31 am
Thanks for your note! I appreciate it, and today’s lesson. (Being: do not get a dog, yet.)
July 13, 2008 at 7:24 pm
Stephen: I was drinking a soda as I read your comment, so not too much harm done. As for Eddie, his Bach is much worse than his Reich (straining at the lead here, I know, but still… )
Robyn: we can has rolling on the kitchen floor here as well! The good señor managed to do some surgery on the affected controller but claims to have learnt his lesson.
H-Ghost: if ever you want to make an inventory of how much stuff is on the floor, a dog is an excellent way to do it. In my early days of dog ownership, a certain thundering of paws meant a bra was being run up and down the hall like a banner carried into battle!