pssst... I came home from VA. to find my curtains pulled down (naughty kittens), a teeny tiny tinkerbelle shoe in a dog poop...indoors (it's ok, I saved it...the shoe), and I think the outside cat, Petey, got locked inside the mudroom/basement while I was gone because there was a couple of big stinky juicy sticky masses of crap all over my gatorade bottles...it's ok, it only got on 2 and I sprayed them with the hose and washed them and I'm gonna wait till later this week when it gets really miserable hot and I'm so thirsty that I don't care...but I'll use a cup.
There's probably more...well, like another toy bit the dust...it was a helicopter...at least I think it was because I found the door but not the body...it's like blackhawk down all over again...naughty dog.
