So, at 14 months old, I figured it was time to allow Molly, our American Bulldog, free reign of the house during the day while we are away at work. I closed all bedroom/bathroom doors and made sure there was nothing out she could "chew". Boy, was I wrong!!!
We did have nice furniture (key word "did"). Here is just a sampling of what we came home to yesterday:
Guess what? I didn't even know until this morning when Kylie and I were talking about it and I asked why the cushions on the couch were turned around. She said, mom, because the couch was a mess and all torn up. I was like, "what", does your father know? Yeah he knows (and no-one told me)???! So, out we went to the living room and she lifted up the couch seat to show me. WOW, was Molly hungry or what? That's a very expensive bone, don't ya think?
Needless to say, Molly is back in her cage today, eating her real bone.