And I thought things were going really well. I love my puppy. He let me sew for several hours on Tuesday. He seemed to be letting me work on my nine patch blocks this morning. Well, he did steal a spool of thread in an effort to get my attention, but I took it away from him and told him "No!"
Then I went to check my email. I was sending Lisa a quick note to say I was sewing and making some progress. Things seemed kind of quiet in the other room, so I went to see what was going on. This is what was going on:
Ozzie killed my iron.
Can you even believe that he did that? It was ON. He must have pulled the plug out of the socket before he bit it in half. He could have been killed. OMG. Excuse me while I go puppy proof my house better. Anyone have any advice for me?