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Little Black Havoc Wreaker

How can such a cute, little black puppy wreak so much havoc in such a short time?! If he gets bored, which he does when it's only me around, he finds all kinds of interesting ways to get my attention by destroying or attempting to destroy things not for his chewing . . . right now it's the cable to the old TV that's sitting in my office that John wants to get repaired and is now just taking up space. A lot of space.

Moments ago, it was the Solutions catalog. And moments before that it was the surge protector from the living room (thankfully nothing was currently plugged into it nor was it plugged into anything). And prior to that it was one of the pots for plants that I had stored on the porch. And shortly before that, it was the remote to the Wii.

I played with Wally for about 20 minutes and then decided I had time to get some work done - important stuff like unloading the dishwasher and checking my Facebook. Now, I'm wondering when is nap time!?

It's reminiscent of the toddler years - childproofing the house, trying to stay one step ahead of them, wondering about nap time and most important, picking your battles. Hence, the allowance of Wally chewing on the cable cord to the non-functioning TV that is sitting on the office floor. It might take some explanation later, but for now I know that my cousin found a mom cave for her mom and that several of my Facebook friends are dissatisfied with the election results. And isn't that what really counts???

No, maybe not - I 'll sign off now and go save the TV from certain destruction! And of course, Wally from ingesting stuff he shouldn't be eating!!

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