i left the house for an hour and a half last night, while kurt was out playing poker.. and jones proceeded to drag my tulip and gingham sock all over the house.. not before he chewed up the bamboo needles, leaving me at a knitting standstill; cuz how could i predict that i’d need two sets of each of my dpns? so, an order to knitpicks went in last night for more needles.
for the last week, he’s been spending the night in the bed. some people seem to think that’s a little weird, but i like it because i know that he’s not getting into trouble.. well, last night we decided to leave the bedroom door open in case he wanted to take over the couch. *ahem* VERY bad idea. he came into the bed around 3, and woke us up. kurt asked if he wanted to go out, and i said “he just came in, we might be in for a surprise in the livingroom.” a surprise indeed. not only had he emptied the contents of the garbage into the dining room, he had defacated in front of the tv. a lot.
see, previously (during our breakfast outing), he pulled some buns out of the garbage and eaten a little bit, so i think it had him “blocked”, as they say; and he didn’t poop on our evening stroll. so i forgave him right away.. kurt, on the other hand, is having a difficult time with it. i’d say we’re fortunate that he’s been so quick to train thus far.
again, he’s lucky he’s so cute (no, there’s no fish-eye lens action on this shot.. his ears are that big).
