Yesterday I neglected to securely close this cutie pie's crate door:
Let me tell you, he took full advantage of being home alone. It appears he had the most fun in Katie's room:
YARN! Oh what fun. Let's see how many rooms this yearn can go through. (not sure why the picture won't upload in the correct format)
I hope she didn't want to finish this scarf.
So much yarn, so little time.
My boot began beside his crate, which is in our office/laundry room/multipurpose room which is in the back of the house and downstairs. Katie's room is in the front of the house, upstairs. So, let's follow the red yarn trail now, shall we?
From Katie's room, through the spare room. Oh and look, there's the toilet paper.
Took this off the hope chest in the spare room.
Yarn running down the stairs . . .
. . . through the kitchen. Yep, that's more toilet paper and a throw rug. And a hole in our floor that's been there forever, but usually strategically covered by that rug :)
From the kitchen into the dining room and . . .
around the dining room table a few times just for more fun!
This is our room. My coat belongs downstairs. Not sure how he got it off the coat tree. That TV belongs in the attic with the yard sale crap treasures. Those snow pants need to go to the attic too. He did not move that stuff, I just need to clean up our room.
There is our garbage can and it had a garbage bag in it, but he had fun with that too. There is our remote to our TV. But he didn't destroy the charger to the laptop, so he's not so bad!
"Let me out. I am not done having fun!"
Jason was the first to find this mess when he got home from work. He called me and honestly I expected worse. I couldn't stop laughing as I walked through the house and saw mess upon mess. Truth is, it could have been a lot and I do mean A LOT worse. No furniture was destroyed. Nothing expensive was ruined. He ruined a pair of Jason's "mandals" (as J's brother refers to them as), which were on a shelf with 2 pairs of Columbia hiking shoes and 2 pairs of Nike sneakers. So, at least he picked the least expensive footwear to destroy. And, Hannah's bedroom door was shut so he didn't have access to that room or this would have been way worse!
He did also have a full diet of cat poop from the litter box. That is super gross. Plus there was dog pee on the kitchen floor, but we think that was from Dakota because that dog is a nervous nelly and I am sure he was peeing out of sheer fear that they'd all be deported to some desserted island when we got home. I can only imagine Dakota watching Cooper thinking, "Stop it you moron!"
That's our life with pets . . . you never know what's going to happen when you leave the house. When Jason called to tell me about this mess I was trying not to laugh and then when we hung up the song "1999" by Prince came on the radio and I just busted up because I had visions of Cooper ransacking the house and now those images were set to, "So tonight we're going to party like it's 1999" . . . too much not to laugh.
On a more positive note the kitchen and bathroom floors got scrubbed last night and both dogs got baths. Now this weekend I'll deep clean the carpets because the thought of them running through the house after peeing in the kitchen grosses me out. So, this has forced me to clean more than I wanted to this weekend, but it's all good and all clean.
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