While I was in the shower, Lucy decided to snack on one of my work clogs. The ones I just bought this last May. The ones that were specially ordered for me and I got a discount because I ordered them at the nursing conference. The one pair of shoes that I could stand in for 12 hours straight and not have so much as a sore toe. The shoe is beyond repair. She also chewed up my Swiffer duster...and an ink pen.
I now have to order another pair of clogs. And I have to pay full price.
Brother ditched out this weekend so he could go deer hunting. How crappy is that? He brings over Special Friend's dog, dumps her off, then splits for the weekend. As gratitude for me watching her without discussing it with me first, she eats one of my $100 clogs.
And Brother thinks it's funny. I've already informed him (while he was sitting in a tree stand) that he will be replacing my shoes.
Meanwhile, I'm going to put Lucy in his room and see what she can chew up.