She can open my bathroom cabinets – that don’t have handles – and pull shit out from under there. Like Q-tips, make-up, my flat iron.
She can take books directly off the shelf.
She can take my nail file, comb, and pills off of my bedside table.
She can go under my bedspread, which is under my pillows and get the charger for my computer out.
What’s even better is she loves to chew it all up.
If she were REALLY smart, she wouldn’t do that.
Damn dog is lucky she’s still alive after chewing various power cords that were still plugged in.
Anyway, I had to replace that laptop charger. You’d think for $90 fucking dollars that bitch would actually work. The charger, not the dog.
Nope. The first one quit working. The second one never worked. Third one, a charm?
Anyway. I took the kids for a drive today. We just wanted to get out of the house and look for a place to walk or play for a while. We found a cute little park. It was a nice, long drive.
Fuck, I’m tired.