If you look to the left of me, you can see the teeny tiny sliver of paint missing from the molding. Mom alleges that I chewed it when she went to the basement briefly to put the wash in the dryer. Moi? I swear I didn't do it! Don't you believe me? Aren't the sneaky cats more likely culprits? On behalf of dogs everywhere, I am offended by the accusation. The slander. Maybe the paint was just old or defective and fell off the molding. There are plenty of other viable explanations.
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