…Don’t leave it alone with Bonnie.
Case in point:
I was making dinner to bring to a lady from church who recently had a baby. It’s too hot to leave Bonnie and Stevie outside for long periods of time (unfortunately) and so I left them sleeping cutely on the couch. A few minutes later, I heard a crunching sound.
Immediately, as if it were a dirty curse word, I thought, “BONNIE!” And sure enough, she was chewing on one of my favorite pens.
Fortunately, I caught it in time that the pen will still be useable.
Later in the evening, I was cleaning up the house so Jared could return home to a nice, clean place (which makes him very happy). I had put my glasses on the little banister area between our breakfast nook and the family room, so I thought they were safe.
I was so very, very wrong.
Because I was vacuuming, I came too late to save them. Bonnie had jumped up, managed to get the glasses, and brought them back to the couch to happily gnaw away on them for a good fifteen minutes.
This is what was left:
What should have been a long, wonderful life was cut tragically short. You didn’t even make it the full year. Hopefully I can get replacements soon so I don’t have to depend on the backup glasses Bonnie also mangled (not as badly).
R.I.P., glasses. R.I.P.