Anyway, since it's winter break and I have free time, finally, I've been thinking it's probably time for my monthly blog, but a suitable topic didn't present itself.
And then during supper tonight, we were discussing Carson's eating habits, and Dad said, "At least she hasn't got hold of the mower yet."
A brief, loaded pause, and then my mother said, "Actually, honey..."
And I thought, But of course, that's what it needs to be. Let's see, what all has that dog eaten? Oh, it's a long list, friends.
- The starter rope off our lawn mower. As it has been reported to me, the handle and a little bit of the rope is still left, but the rest is gone.
- There was a plastic handle found in the yard today. We don't know what it was originally attached to. Whatever it was, it's gone now. How she stomachs these things I have no idea.
- A green doormat...that people used to wipe their feet off on...after tracking their boots through horse stables and cow pens. Little bits of bright green are scattered across the front lawn. I say it makes the yard look more alive. Nobody has small enough feet for what's left, though.
- She removed and partially maimed a Christmas light from the string on our fence. It's still a mystery, folks.
- A solar yard light. Not totally eaten...dismembered and scattered across the yard.
- Tissues.
- Bite marks on several of my father's shoes, much to his discontentment.
- A shovel handle.
- Most of a basketball.
- Several gloves.
- Chewed the top off a can of spray paint, destroying the functionality if not the contents of the thing.
- Part of a hose. Fortunately it was already out of use.
- The seat off the riding lawn mower, which was stuffed with fiberfill, resulting in our yard being spackled in white.
Fun. So, so much fun. I feel like I must be forgetting something, because it really seems like she's been more destructive than that since she came to stay with us last January, but there you have it.
Don't you wish YOU had one?
