
Step 1: take large, bored dobergirl. Place in neat, freshly hoovered living room.
Step 2: leave for work for 2.5 hours.
Step 3: come home to find the sofa unzipped, and orange foam chunks
everywhere! Laugh like a crazy woman while said dobergirl wiggles her entire being around the room, trying to get past the other two wiggly dogs to say hello.
I know, I know. My fault... in my defense, she did have a walk this morning - but in her defense, it was only round the block as I was running late yet again. Bad time management...
But you know the best thing? I'm not mad - not even the teeniest bit! She's one of those magical dogs, she's managed to weedle away my "miffed" lobe to almost nothing :D it's all that laughing, she's such a loopy thing I can't let the dogs out in the garden without laughing most of the time they're out because she's always doing some completely mook-ish thing and setting the others off too :)