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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

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You leave the house for five minutes...

and come home to this:







and this:






It took me a few minutes to find him, the little jerk.

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2 Comments:

At April 8, 2008 10:23 AM , Blogger Lisa said...

This scenario seems freakishly familar to me...yet I don't know why...

 
At April 9, 2008 11:52 PM , Blogger The Gould Family said...

One time, my Mom made me a stand up Garfield cake for my birthday and the dog ate it an hour before the party. I was such a jerk, I was only concerned because I no longer had a cake. It is amazing how becoming a mother makes you realize what a jerk you were.

 

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