Not so innocent.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

So the dogs have this really horrible habit of following me wherever I go. If I'm in the kitchen, they will lay there and watch me cook. If Im in the computer room, they sit in there and chew on their bones. Well the other day I was in my scrapbooking room, and since I am in there a lot, the dogs have their own blanket to lay on. I had noticed that doomsday was laying their peacefully sleeping...looking sooooooo adorable.
Then I get to thinking...I wonder why is he SO worn out. Normally when this happens, its because he has expended all of his energy DESTROYING something. So I go out into the living room and....


His little blue monkey that he loved so very much is torn into shreds.
A masacre had just occured in my very own living room.