Serial bed eater! |
After
a valiant effort to stop Georgia eating her new bed we have given up. This is
only because we cannot watch her 24 hours per day. When she goes quiet we sink
into a state of bliss and forget that when she is quiet - something bad is
happening. This rule always applies.
So
far in the bed department it is Georgia 3 and us 0.
I
am beginning to think that Georgia’s former minders gave her to us because she
was eating their house.
But
I am not to worried because I am now buying her beds from Costco and they are
exceedingly cheap – and I am going to start buying them in six packs.
Cate
is sick of our sheets and bedspread – which I have not changed since we got
Georgia. Sure I have washed them but I have not changed them for replacement
ones – because they are full of holes.
When
Georgia is dozing off at night – or waking up in the morning – she likes to
have a bit of a chew. Our bed linen looks like Swiss cheese. So if I put new
ones on the bed she will chew these – and then we will be back where we started.
I
have a bunch of brand new Jennifer Lopez sheets which we got from Kohl’s when
we arrived. We bought Jennifer Lopez sheets because they were the only ones
available.
I
looked her up on the Internet. She sings and dances and designs things. I bet she
did not spend too much time on these sheets. They are king size and brown. Even
I could design a king size brown sheet. What sort of input would she have?
Hello
it’s Jennifer – for my next set of brown sheets can I have them smothered in
sequins?
I
am so sorry Ms Lopez but if we put sequins on them no one will buy them.
So
it’s just boring brown sheets again then?
Yup!
I
have finally finished the palaver for Cate’s US tax return. I will now sit and
wait for the barrage of emails requesting new information. The amount of
information that Uncle Sam wants about everything is just astonishing.
I
just cannot wait for Ted Cruz to be elected so that we can do our taxes on a
postcard. Or even Carly Fiorina who will reduce the taxation legislation to
three pages.
Good
luck with that!
What about smearing the edges of the bed with chilli paste or something???
ReplyDeleteOMG then I would be in jail for torturing animals.
ReplyDeleteChili con canine (where con is a verb meaning to fool, swindle)
ReplyDeleteSounds like dog stew.
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