To paraphrase my Grammy Vedder..."When ya got dogs, ya got nothin'!"
An adventure from last Wednesday, that couldn't be made public until today.
I have been a motorcycle widow for the last nine days. George took off on the FJR to Tahoe to ride with his good friend, and then to visit the girls in Sacramento and Modesto. Leaving me with sole custody of the dogs.
Now, Babs is a great dog, and never any trouble, but that Bump manages to find all sorts of mischief and mayhem. We keep thinking she will grow out of the bad behavior and become the blessedly blissful Boston that the other five were. Watched carefully, she seemed to be able to stay out of trouble.....so, I left her un-crated while I went to the beauty salon, with the understanding that Michelle would feed the dogs lunch, etc.
Shortly after Michelle left to feed the pups, I got the following text:
Uuuhhhhhhh. Have you looked in Georgie's office?
Oh no!!!!! What? What???.
WhatWHAT.?????
Of course, this is George's favorite chair, and I know he is gonna kill Bump! Since this happened on Sisters Day Out, I have two more brains to help me solve this challenge.....so after lunch we come back to our house and mull over the problem. We considered piecing the scraps back together (resulting in a Frankenstein chair), buying matching fabric, (this fabric was hot stuff...25 years ago!) and even just hiding the back of the chair!
I really wanted to keep my husband out of PETA prison, so Michelle whips out her Never Far From Hand Electronic Device.....and we find a recliner slipcover!!! I even pay extra for two day shipping, because I never want George to see the carnage. I then have the clever idea of making the slipcover George's birthday present.......he will never know!
I have been a motorcycle widow for the last nine days. George took off on the FJR to Tahoe to ride with his good friend, and then to visit the girls in Sacramento and Modesto. Leaving me with sole custody of the dogs.
Now, Babs is a great dog, and never any trouble, but that Bump manages to find all sorts of mischief and mayhem. We keep thinking she will grow out of the bad behavior and become the blessedly blissful Boston that the other five were. Watched carefully, she seemed to be able to stay out of trouble.....so, I left her un-crated while I went to the beauty salon, with the understanding that Michelle would feed the dogs lunch, etc.
Shortly after Michelle left to feed the pups, I got the following text:
Uuuhhhhhhh. Have you looked in Georgie's office?
Oh no!!!!! What? What???.
WhatWHAT.?????
I really wanted to keep my husband out of PETA prison, so Michelle whips out her Never Far From Hand Electronic Device.....and we find a recliner slipcover!!! I even pay extra for two day shipping, because I never want George to see the carnage. I then have the clever idea of making the slipcover George's birthday present.......he will never know!
Looks pretty good, huh? |
I must admit, George was pleased with the slip cover, but since I have never outright lied to him in 50
years of marriage, I eventually fessed up..and blamed the dog!!
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