kennel which Todd set up for the day in the kitchen while he
was working. Doesn't he look sweet and innocent?
He was sleeping so Todd (big mistake) thought it safe to leave him here and meet me for dinner. When we got back and walked in, the kennel looked like it had exploded from the inside out. In 2 hours he managed to make a big pile of stuff in the living room by the door including the kitchen towel, a vase with some flowers that were chewed up, that nasty plunger again (Todd also left the guest bathroom door open), a bath rug, newspapers, and sweetly, a couple of his own toys and bones.
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