Shoe-bi-du

It's mine now!

To all you girls out there: Aren't shoes the most fun thing under the sun (except for chicken, dog treats and socks, of course)? I mean - a girl just gotta love her shoes! Personally, I prefer the good old German Birkenstock: The chewy cork sole, the soft leather - love it. But as I have been told repeatedly: Don't eat Mommy's Birkenstock - she wants to wear them! Wear them! Toughen up - go barefoot like I do.  And Daddy's Birks are just too stinky to eat. So as I am making my rounds through the closet, I find these cute little black sandals. Gave it a try, chewed through a strap, ate a piece out of the sole, actually made extra room for Mommy's big toe - then, surprise - got expelled from the closet. Was allowed to keep the shoe though: Mommy's said "Here, it's all your's now!". I was happy, just don't know why she didn't look like she had fun and said something about stocking up on new shoes. Have to figure out what DSW is!

Things I learned this morning:

Mommy's little helper - so I thought!

Good looks help a lot, but they don't help you get away with everything.

Here is what I have learned this morning:

• Helping with the laundry by picking random pieces out of the laundry basket is not appreciated.
• Chewing a telephone cable isn't the same as making a phone call.
• Digging a whole between the carpet and the wall and getting caught with sheet rock in your teeth is a no-no.
• Eating raccoon poop tastes like sh... and is not appreciated
• Drinking water out of the shower is frowned upon.
• Eating soap neutralizes the taste of raccoon poop but makes bubbles in your mouth.
• Chewing pieces of the human's Birkenstock results in being evicted from the walk-in closet.

Have to find new strategies. Maybe camouflage?  Should redefine "fun" as humans don't appreciate my approach.