Dammit, George!

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These containers of shampoo and conditioner sat on the dining table for two days. Outside of the bag I brought them home in because George was constantly gnawing it. Yesterday, I moved them to the bathroom sink and this morning I found them like this.

Both containers have tooth marks on them and the conditioner one was actually punctured and spilling its contents out.

After ignoring them for two days, what was it about moving them to the bathroom that made George decide to chew them up?

I know, I know, there's no answer beyond that she's a demon.

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