I was gone all day yesterday. Had to make another trip to the dreaded city for one more dr appt. We were late coming home and we were greeted by the fur crew (Mr. Bettis and Co.). It appeared they had been very good dogs and so they were rewarded with treats.
Until.........I went to the living room to knit for a bit. I noticed the toss cushion askew and so I removed it.
Underneath the pillow was this..........a ceramic statue.
Let me correct that statement. A chewed ceramic statue.
This statue was on a rather high table that Gypsy and Molly cannot reach. However, there's one dog who can reach it.
I believe this is the culprit. Unfortunately his owner says he's just a "boy" and didn't mean to destroy the statue if in fact he is guilty. What does his owner know? He's never here to find the destruction. He's always at work. (Forgive his Fred Flinstone feet in the pic.......LOL)
His history of destroying my stuff goes back a full 2 yrs 10 months, 6 days (but who's counting) when Mr. Bettis arrived in this house so of course I know he's guilty.