saturday i bought wondergirl a really nice dog pillow. i worry about her getting cold in this winter like weather.
when i showed ang the nice pillow she told me she would kill the dog if she tore it up. i tried to convince her that wondergirl would never do something like that (even though deep down i know she is an evil dog who likes to destroy anything and everything around her).
saturday night she did well.
sunday morning i walked outside to feed her and the pillow was still intact. i was proud of my dog. she was showing real maturity.
this morning i was running late as usual.
i stepped outside and saw green fluff every where.
i looked in her lot and there she was... covered in green fluff. the nice pillow shredded all around her. i lost my temper and i wanted to spank her, but i couldn't bring myself to beat her.
i hurried and picked up all of her mess and threw it away.
i didn't want ang to see that she was right.
i hate when ang is right. it happens too often. i always seem to be finding myself on the side of wrong. it sucks being there. she always brings it up too... she likes to remind me of my less prideful moments...