Some days, you’re just supposed to say “I quit.” Today is that day.
I told myself I wasn’t going to need a glass of wine when I got home after this long ass day. Seriously…longest work day ever (and I even got in at 9:15 because of a doctor’s appointment). Then, there was a horrible accident on the Northway. Then, I forgot to put my car in park when I stopped at the mailbox. I literally stopped my car, opened the door, got out, went to the mailbox, got back in the car and it was STILL IN DRIVE. Luckily, nothing happened and the car didn’t go anywhere. Then, Stella greeted me at the bottom of the stairs…which is always her move to show she’s not involved with what’s going on upstairs. This is what was going on upstairs. Bastard found MY NEW SHOES!!!!! Among other things, as you can see. He favored the patent peep toes (THE NEW ONES) over the satin ones…I guess I can’t blame him for being on trend. Granted, they’re still wearable but there’s a chunk missing out of one heel and the inside of the one is a little tooth-marked-up. They’re supposed to be for my Bachelorette party in 3 weeks!
I mean, it could be worse; see that box on the table on the left? Those are my wedding shoes. Had THOSE been on the ground too in one of those bags? I would have lost my ever long SHIT on this dog.
Let the record show this is ONLY Louie’s doing. Stella is the innocent party. I am now researching honeymoon locales for Noel and I…because I’m starting to think we’re really going to need one!

Some days, you’re just supposed to say “I quit.” Today is that day.

I told myself I wasn’t going to need a glass of wine when I got home after this long ass day. Seriously…longest work day ever (and I even got in at 9:15 because of a doctor’s appointment). Then, there was a horrible accident on the Northway. Then, I forgot to put my car in park when I stopped at the mailbox. I literally stopped my car, opened the door, got out, went to the mailbox, got back in the car and it was STILL IN DRIVE. Luckily, nothing happened and the car didn’t go anywhere. Then, Stella greeted me at the bottom of the stairs…which is always her move to show she’s not involved with what’s going on upstairs. This is what was going on upstairs. Bastard found MY NEW SHOES!!!!! Among other things, as you can see. He favored the patent peep toes (THE NEW ONES) over the satin ones…I guess I can’t blame him for being on trend. Granted, they’re still wearable but there’s a chunk missing out of one heel and the inside of the one is a little tooth-marked-up. They’re supposed to be for my Bachelorette party in 3 weeks!

I mean, it could be worse; see that box on the table on the left? Those are my wedding shoes. Had THOSE been on the ground too in one of those bags? I would have lost my ever long SHIT on this dog.

Let the record show this is ONLY Louie’s doing. Stella is the innocent party. I am now researching honeymoon locales for Noel and I…because I’m starting to think we’re really going to need one!

06/27/12 at 6:02pm
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  1. regainingmymoxy said: This is awful, but in my head all I can envision is his joy when he was doing it. No ill intentions, just stupid bully behavior.
  2. becksbloglog said: oh… buddy. I feel you on this one.
  3. smaller-n-smaller said: Omg. You poor. Poor. Thing!!!
  4. notovernight said: Dog has no idea how close to death it was today
  5. ladybailey said: wow, what a day. time for that glass of wine. hope your day brightens up!
  6. rxingfortwo said: ugh. silly dogs.
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