Yesterday was a busy day, as it was the first "working day" back from vacation. I had Sam Pumking's prize to mail out yard work to do, a fishbowl to clean, etc., and I pretty much jumped into the day when I got up. I didn't worry about the stuff on the coffee table because I knew I'd get to it around dinnertime.
By the time I got finished with chores and washed all the leaves and spiderwebs out of my hair, Mr. ShellHawk was home from work. I headed over to the coffee table so I could put my new pumpkins to dry out in the studio.
They weren't there.
I knew they weren't out in the studio; I hadn't put them out there and forgotten I'd put them out there... So where were they?
I've got a German Shepherd with the classic long Shepherd tail, so I thought maybe she'd tromped by the table and accidentally swept them off. I went looking for them. I checked under the table, under the couch, under the entertainment center.
Nothing.
It was a head-scratcher. Then I found these fragments, including a tiny little stem. (I know they look more like dog kibble, but really, they used to be pumpkins!)
The only conclusion I could come to was that one of the dogs had eaten the pumpkins, even though they're both older and haven't stolen anything off the coffee table in years.
I made their replacements, plus a larger Christmas ornament last night. After all, it's only clay.
But I will be picking up after the dogs today, and will keep an eye out for anything unusual...
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