I love you even though you have eaten two of my favorite rugs, the beads off the table topper, your cage cushion, and you are working on the corner of my cedar chest.
I have read you the riot act
, and you continue to look at me with those puppy dog eyes that melt my heart.
I will be glad when your Mommy gets back from vacation with her Dad, because I am just about to open the door wide and say
Sigh....okay one more chance. LOL