TPing my house.... lovely....

Surprisingly, it isn't bratty high school kids that toilet papered my house THIS year - no, it was someone near and dear to me. I should probably set up the scenario for you all:

1. I'm in the kitchen, chilling with The Babs, checking some stuff out on my computer (specifically where to buy a frying pan with a frackin' cover. I can NEVER find a frying pan with a cover....).

(NOTE: You pug owners out there know what the Pugtona is. For those of you that don't, it's when your pug goes insane from happiness or ADD or something, and begins to run around in circles like Hell is trying to bite their tail.)

2. I have just installed a brand-new toilet paper roll in the OPEN bathroom.

3. You know where this is going, don't you?

4. Celeste is nowhere to be seen.

5. Suddenly I see this flash of black streaking across the kitchen floor with a trail of white behind it. It takes me a second to figure out that it's Celeste, and then another second to figure out that that lovely, perfectly white, perfectly cut white trail is my toilet paper roll. By this time, she's circled the kitchen table and headed back towards the bathroom.

6. Telling a crazed pug to stop and drop the TP doesn't work. She just looks at you with eyes that you could swear are turning around in circles. And keeps on running.

7. So yes. My house was TPed. Celeste performed the Pugtona for the first time ever. Hmm, well, at least I know she's a real pug.

My dogs ate my homework

Or rather, my dogs ate my credit card and driver's license. I found the tattered remains of the credit card, but the driver's license is gone. Who knows where - although I strongly suspect Babar's tummy. Little bastards. I spent all morning calling the bank to issue a new card and sitting with 50 other people waiting for my number to be called so I could get another copy of my license issued. Again, little bastards. It's a good thing I only carry my license and credit card in my purse - Babs was able to pull it off the kitchen counter (part of the handle thingy was dangling over the edge) and then they had a nice feast of the-things-that-allow-me-to-leave-this-house-and-escape-these-evil-creatures. You know, it must all be a monstrous planned hatched by the Babster - so that I can't drive or buy anything, thereby being stuck in the house with them - FOREVER! Mwahahahahaha..... okay, I'm getting a little carried away here. But it's a possibility. Mebbe. I think I'm too hungry - my stomach is eating my brain.
Anyway, more videos to come - pictures too. I'm just too lazy to get them off my camera and into the laptop. So toodles for now!

Pug Video: Celeste getting snacks!