So My Little Carpenter is out Home Depoting, getting ready to construct a pretty unique dog bed. We can't go with the regular kind because, although Thelma may have finally learned the difference between what is intended to be a stuffed toy, and what is intended to be a comfortable bed to lay on while we're away, Wynn has yet to differentiate.
So with the left over wood from my shoe rack, two free pallets and a bunch of free carpet off Craigslist... His clever mind came up with nailing down something soft-surfaced onto something raised from the cold concrete. They've been spoiled and have had their humans home for going on 10 months now. Aaaand that's about to change.
I would love to keep them inside while we're away. I would love to trust the little monsters. But my one-year-old bundle of joy has left us too many unearthly surprises in our garage alone. And I am not about to let her perform her tasmanian devil-like acts indoors.
So between the dog door from the garage to backyard, their water jug, a plethora of toys, and now this bed, hopefully Chateau de Brown will be accommodating. At the very least.
5:15pm... I think they know it's theirs
