Someone got a little bored in the garage today. It turns out that a houseguest closed the garage door with the dog on the wrong side of it. I had an early morning meeting at Keller Williams and wasn't home to notice that 7 lbs. of attitude went missing. Al eventually noticed it was a little too quiet around the house and found him.
It seems that Little brown dog didn't take lightly to his "wrong side of the door" predicament and began a reign of terror on inanimate objects that included plastic bags, boxes of receipts, cardboard, paper and a bag of durabond drywall compound in powdered form. The dog basically antiqued himself.
I am not ashamed of what I have done....at all.
No one will notice this, I am sure.
or my white head.
I am exhausted from my reign of terror and will cop a squat....right here. Right next to the real estate files my mom doesn't know that I shredded.
I did the crime and now I will do the time.