The Beast

We keep the furry beast because I know of two little boys who “wuv their wittle puppy dog.”

(If you look really closely, you’ll see the two bite marks in the corner of the sofa that I had to sew.  Clearly, I am no seamstress, but Jason swears we will never, ever, ever until we die EVER get new furniture again over his dead body until the dog keels over, so I had to figure something out.)

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