I’m in that Mentalpause phase of my life.
If you haven’t experienced this yet, enjoy it while it lasts.
If you’re like me though, you will know exactly what I mean when I say, I’m constantly misplacing things.
There are four things I can never find in my house
1) Cell phone
3) Dog collars
4) Treat bag
No I didn’t forget the keys, I remedied that by putting a bowl close by the door and MOST days, that’s where the keys go.
In order to make my life easier I try to always put things in the same spot so they are readily available for future use. I’ve taken to setting the dog’s collars on a little shelf in the kitchen and the treat bag I hang inside the food closet.
Until I don’t.
Saturday morning I couldn’t find Sampson’s walking collar or the treat bag. I remembered using both the day before but couldn’t remember where I’d put them.
The collar was the bigger mystery, because I figured either Delilah or Bob had found the treat bag, but a quick search of the house before our walk turned up nothing.
I do have nice collars for Sampson and Delilah that I use when they are going to daycare or to the vets, etc. But the old buckle collar is what we use for walking in the woods.
I had no choice, I broke out the nice collar.
When we came back from our walk I went on the hunt for the missing items. I remembered seeing the buckle collar on Friday because I had removed his tag holder so I could add his newest town registration tag to it. I remembered standing right at the counter using the pliers to try and wrench the old one off.
I looked down at the counter and the pliers were still sitting there, so I opened the drawer.
Viola, there was the collar.
The only thing left missing was the treat bag.
Delilah tends to be a creature of habit, when she gets a hold of something she’s not supposed to have she takes it to one of three places.
1) Her crate turned up empty.
2) The dog bed in the bedroom turned up empty.
3) The rug in the living room had no evidence of the treat bag, but when I lifted my eyes up, I found it sitting next to the dog’s couch.
Here’s a picture of what it looks like now.
As you can see from the photo, the treat bag had not a speck of treats left in it and yes, it is inside out which is exactly how I found it. You may also notice it now has quite a few holes in it.
I’m pretty sure I can rule out Bob. Notice his nonchalance in the background.
What kind of Mischief have you been up to?
Hop on, hop on.