I know, it should be Campaign Tuesday. And with the PAWlympics in full furs, I decided to take a week off from the campaign and share something even more fun. This picture popped up on Mom’s phone. Please notice the chomp taken out of the treasured quilt that my great-grandma made by hand, as well as the cushion cover that Mom made. Mementos of the five years that my brother Riley lived with us.
Be sure to click on the PAWlympic schedule above my header picture to get caught up on the pawsome PAWlympic athletes and events happening right now!
We love that pink and purple shirt…you are a Stylin’ Four-Legged!!
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No, Dante, I hate clothes. Mom’s just bigger and trickier than me. Besides, it says “Spoiled Rotten” on the back, and I am NOT! Mom, where’s my calf’s liver?
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What is it about brothers and destruction? Jakey really likes to destroy things too!
Smileys!
Dory
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Yes, those boys…
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Barkley chewed up a little needplepoint thing my Mom did of an airplane and I cried and cried, then I realized, my Mom would probably be laughing at the look on the dog’s face when I caught him. I gave the dog a hug and dried my eyes and just made sure I didn’t leave anything “tasty” in a box on the floor in the open closet.
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when it comes right down to it, it is always the peeps fault. Thanks for sharing. 😁
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We have not been destructive, except for squeaky toy.. It is one of our good traits.
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I am so glad that squeaky toy didn’t send you over the edge. Sometimes it is like alcoholism…it only takes one deady to get you hooked.
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It might have been more than one. Mom is typing challenged and sometimes misses a key or two.
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BaaaaaaWaaaah….. the TREASURED MEMORY/// That is funny…
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For some doggies, pillows and blankets are delicious. That’s what I’ve heard….
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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So I’ve seen!
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Lady has a quilt her great-grandmother made. She keeps it far away from us!
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Smart Lady!
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You were a devil!
Shoks
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No, no, Shoks, it was my brother Riley. We don’t have a sheet or blanket in the house that he didn’t chew. Really! I can get Mom on here to testify if you don’t believe me.
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I believe you Lexi but wasn’t it tempting to chew with him, Lexi?
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No, chewing hasn’t been one of my vices since I was a year and a half old. I knew he would be in big trouble, but he never listened to me.
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Some chomps are so special and bring a smile to our face. Fun times at the Pawlympics too! ღ
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And some just make us shake our heads.
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We know the tree rat chomped the quilt
Snorts,
Lily & Edward
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The tree rats take the fall for everything, don’t they? Hey, when the peeps blame us for their f*rts, we can blame the squirrels!
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Birds don’t do that, at least not very often.
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No, we have never had a bird destroy anything…well, except for a red-headed woodpecker who tried to peck a hole in the side of Dad’s other house.
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Don’t let your age slow down your mischief, Lexi!
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Oh, no, Chris, you misunderstood. RILEY chewed up everything when he was here. I got over chewing when I was about a year old. Chewing the 4th pair of Mom’s flip flops in one summer “cured” me.
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that is a super campaign photo… what’s better than to spend a day ona pillow what such a great history…. you can have the most interesting pillow talk that way :o)
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Yes, Easy, I knew you would especially like this one. You and Riley would get along great. 🙂
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