Guess She Couldn’t Wait
Thursday evening Derek and I came home to a shredded papery mess. It seems that our little fur ball of terror, Wrigley, just couldn’t wait another day to open Christmas presents….so she tore into two freshly wrapped packages under the tree. Thing is, neither one were for her. DANG DOG!

Thankfully, she only shredded the wrapping and boxes. The contents inside remained mostly unscathed. There were some teeth marks here and there, but nothing to cry over.

This was a big scare since we have a BRAND NEW couch coming in the next few weeks. See, we had to buy a new couch since SOMEONE ate the last one. Hahmmm! Hahmmm! Remember this post? It’s been about a year since she has destroyed anything but a dog toy, and we thought it was time to go ahead and buy a new non-nasty couch. Wrigley, please don’t prove us wrong. Pretty Please!
One of the presents she tore into contained perfume. I really hope it was her nose that led her to this trail of terror, and not her overactive puppy brain.





