I came home from work a couple weeks ago, and my black lab didn't meet me at the door with his usual welcome home song (high pitched howling that will make your ears bleed). I went looking for him and found him in my bedroom. I'd forgotten to block the door that morning before leaving and he'd let himself in (the bedroom doors have those lever-type door knobs and he has figured out how to use them) for a nap on my bed (which he isn't supposed to do because he COATS my comforter with hair), but somehow managed to close the door behind him and absolutely lost his shit when he couldn't get back out (he hasn't managed to figure out pull vs. push yet). He shredded the mini-blind, knocked over two lamps and ruined the carpet in front of the door trying to tunnel his way out.
I love him with my whole heart everyday, but there are days...............
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