I was in the shower this morning during my usual routine. I placed my bra, underwear and pajamas on the side of the bathtub as I usually do. However when I got out of the shower, I couldn't find my bra or my shirt. That's strange, I thought. But then maybe I didn't put it there after all. So I search my drawer, my closet, my room. Nothing. This isn't the first time it's happened. I have missed dishrags, socks, and even shoes- thinking I have lost my mind. Until I looked under my bed and found this...
Yep, that is 3 pair of shoes, a bra, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, 6 dishrags, a bone, a rope toy, and a pair of shorts. ALL UNDER MY BED. How could such a thing as this happen??
Meet Dingo. The Culprit.
Apparently Dingo has been building a bomb shelter under our bed that we had no idea about. I don't know if he is the smartest dog on earth, or the most retarded. I am leaning toward the latter.
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