The Biscuit Diaries

DAY 116, Monday, 7/2/12

July 3rd 2012 6:01 am
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Poor Bob. Poor, poor Bob. Remember that training collar with the nose guard, the one I detest so much, the one that Bob exchanged twice and then lost before he had to go back to the store and replace again? Well, today Bob took me out for a walk with that darn thing, and when we returned, he put the collar over the door knob as usual. Then, later, when he went to get it again, it was gone. He just knew that I had taken it and buried it someplace. He looked all over the apartment—two and three times—without success. Finally, he remembered that he had set it down so that he could go back and adjust the straps, but where? He eventually found it right where he had left it, not on the door knob, but on his desk next to his laptop. I swear, that boy would lose his head if it wasn’t Velcroed on.

 
 

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