Wednesday, April 11, 2012

April 10- one fitted sheet


Dog wrestling. It ruins my things. This was a sheet we had. The dogs tore it. Usually i would sew it up and hold on and suck whatever life i could out of an object. But I hate flannel. With dogs it is like fur velcro. I would need to wash the sheets every other day if the fur bothered me as much as it does most people. Instead I tore this thing off the bed and got rid of it. looking back i should have donated it to one of the animal rescues but it is too late. Oh well.

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