Ok. In the end I will admit it was a big bummer.
But it all started out pretty innocently.
How many times, puppers, have you seen posts here about
me going all destructo on a package my finely honed present opening skills? Many, many times, yes?
So how was I to know the package on the
very low coffee table that looks like every other present we have proudly photographed and displayed in blog posts was not mine?
I mean, really. Who is to know??
The only up side here was that it was a dog toy, so in the end I WON, I WON.
Oops. Did I say that out loud???