When you call my name three times and I don't answer I've entered the world in my head. My hubs likes to call it Colieland. It doesn't always make sense, but I sure do giggle a lot. So welcome to my blog where the imagination is adored and my dreams and thoughts are given life.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Welcome to my world
Adventures with Winston:
Our little Winstonious came to be with us this past summer. We rescued him from Rescue St. Louis and have fallen madly in love with him. He is a white and pink pit (gasp!) boxer mix and has not yet eaten any small children like everyone says they will. He is a sweet boy that likes to cuddle to stay warm. With all of this said he is still a puppy and likes to chew, jump, and escape the back yard any chance he gets. We've been crate training him, but recently I thought I would try a little experiment with him. I left his cage door open and let him roam about the office. It's been successful thus far, until yesterday.
When I walked in the office I was first met with a smiling wiggling puppy that was so happy to see me. As my gaze moved upward my eye caught the turned over box of receipts that we have for tax purposes... and that was only the beginning. The other victims of his boredom were as follow: the plastic handle on a pair of scissors, the leather file box, a plastic file folder, the mouse to the computer, the keyboard, the box the receipts go in, the box our checks come in, and the plastic thank you card box. And that is the end of the experiment. Hot mess.
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