The destroyer

So yesterday my brother in law texted me asking, "Are the dogs crate doors suppose to be open...?" and my mind raced to "Oh dang we were robbed again! How'd they get pasted the security system?"
No we weren't robbed again, little Houdini Makoa got out of his crate and had a field day. He peed on the bed, chewed a tube of chapstick, destroyed my shoes and killed a pair of pants he pulled out of a dresser drawer. It was just a lovely surprise!



On the plus side, my nails look fabulous *sing song voice* in that picture!