Today, the Comcast man arrived to install our Internet (I know, once again, welcome to the twenty-first century) and Chelsea started to bark. I don't know why I didn't put her into her kennel, but instead, I put her into our bedroom and shut the door. After a while, I realized she was "digging up the carpet" on the other side of the door. We are going to get rid of that carpet eventually, anyway. But when Doug went to retrieve said dog, (bad dog) he said "bad news." In his hand he carried a chewed-up DVD which formerly belonged to netflix and which, twenty dollars later, now belongs to me.
Right now, she is chewing on her kong, which has a treat inside of it. Which I think is hilarious to call her "bong."
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