Mar16

No, Mom. I didn’t take the toilet paper

Posted on March 16, 2013 by Grass Oil by Molly Field

This is how living with my gorgeous golden retriever can be.

My oldest, Thing 1, would like me to make mention of the thematic irony of the photo: the lighter side of the image is the truth, the darker side is the guilt. Do you see him hiding behind the chair? He did not want to stop.

Funny, that 83-pound ball of fur. We do love him so.

Happy weekend!

Thank you.

Ps– here is Murphy’s first post ever: The Places I Go and Then Have to Leave

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Amy @mommetime on March 17, 2013 at 1:36 am said:

too funny.

I’m thinking about you so I thought I’d stop by and say hi… how are you? I hope you have happy in your weekend, too.

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- Grass Oil by Molly Field on March 17, 2013 at 3:30 am said:
  
  Amy!!!!! How are you? I miss you! I’m doing well; just came back from a girl’s night out. I played “LCR” for the first time ever and lost money but I met some nice people, so I didn’t lose at all, did I? 🙂
  
  I hope you are doing great. Xo
  
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auntiejanola on March 18, 2013 at 10:11 am said:

Hah, our Bernese mountain dog used to do the same! What do they see in the toilet paper that makes them ruin it, that will be a mistery for me!

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- Grass Oil by Molly Field on March 18, 2013 at 1:20 pm said:
  
  I don’t get it, it’s the oddest thing. He does this with tissues too, but mostly “plucks” those as if plucking a waterfowl. Genetic … It must be something in the genes. Insanity is genetic, isn’t it? 🙂
  
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dajyaretakuya on March 19, 2013 at 4:14 pm said:

I am afraid we have to accept all dogs’ hobby on paper.

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- Grass Oil by Molly Field on March 19, 2013 at 4:17 pm said:
  
  Yes, we will. They won’t tell us anything and so we will have to accept them anyway. 🙂
  
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