Some of you may remember a post I wrote back in November about our wonderful dog, Hogan. This cutie right here...the angelic, looks-like-he-wouldn't-hurt-a-fly dog.
Well, Friday, Hogan quickly went from lovable dog to not-so lovable dog in a matter of seconds. I walked in from a nice dinner to find my shoes, my Coach shoes I might add, like this:
Expletives!!! Expletives!!!
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Oh Hogan, how fast you went from friend to foe. My favorite work shoes, you know the ones you can wear all day, the ones I could walk all over NYC in, were ruined. Unbelievable....guess the only positive is that I get a shoe shopping trip out of it, but I so loved those shoes! Rats!!
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OUCH. He really did a number on those. BUMMER.
ReplyDeleteOh no! I have SO been there & for some reason it seems even more frustrating that they leave one in perfect shape, and one totally destroyed! No use for the one good one, except a reminder of your favorite shoe :(
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