Last weekend I agreed to take care of the Hadash’s pooches while they were out of town for a wedding. As I’ve said before, it’s always a good time.
The husky, Mishka stirs up trouble once in awhile. There was the surround system she destroyed by chewing through the power cable. Luckily, it wasn’t set up yet and thus, was unplugged. Then there was the time she swallowed a large rock, somehow passed it into her intestines, and then cost her owners $2000 to remove. Sure enough, she couldn’t go three days with me there without some incident.
It was the last of three days that I was there. At 7AM, Mishka comes prancing into the room and starts howling and licking my face. This means she’s bored after being awake for probably over an hour and wants to go outside to play/release internal waste. I stupidly rolled over and fell asleep for another hour. I awoke at 8AM to both dogs wagging their tails (and the husky holwing of course). I walk into the kitchen (which is where the door to the backyard is) and find, all over the floor, pieces of my former toothbrush and my tube of toothpaste. I carelessly had left both sitting in a half-zipped pocket of my duffel bag. Silly me.
So, a trip to Target and $6 later, I now have a new toothbrush and a full tube of toothpaste. All is well.
