There was an attempt at sleeping in this morning. Paladin had other ideas. He busted out of his crate, scattered shoes and gloves and then DUG TO THE BOTTOM OF MY YARN BASKET for the darning egg. The very bottom. This is the second time he has dug the darning egg out.
The boy put bad puppy back in his crate where he (the dog, not boy) proceeded to cry and be crazy. Fed up and now wide awake, I stomped out to the dining room and yelled, whereupon puppy boy promptly released his entire bladder. Shoot me.
I took the darning egg and asked him if "he did this?"
He went right for it. There must be something really attractive about the darning egg.

He does not look sorry, does he?
Labels: dogs, Paladin