South of Sunnyside

A friend recently forwarded a Craigslist post advertising an amateur, but comical website: Things My Dog Ate. With three dogs, I can relate, though ours have never chewed $300 shoes (we’ve never owned $300 shoes…).

The site reminded me of Kim’s most recent attempts to “test” Darla’s behavior while we were away from the house. Past experience has taught us to confine her to a kennel if we’re going to be gone for more than 15-20 minutes, but every three months or so, Kim decides to give the dog another chance, despite my objections.

Darla has completely destroyed books, including Kim’s favorite Bible, shoes, remotes, food containers, etc. Most items have been easy to either replace or forget, but, as a dog, she has no ability to discern value.

Anyway, back to the most recent experience: we weren’t gone for long, and Kim scoured the house, picking up anything within reasonable reach (though Darla has proved to be part mountain goat, part cat) save the furniture. Kim did a good job, too; she just forgot the stack of magazines under the side table.

I came home, hesitantly opened the door, and then dropped my jaw.

Darla had destroyed each of the magazines, scattering their pages from the front door to the back. Honestly, I wasn’t upset, as it was quite humorous—and we have no attachment to the magazines. The total collection filled a garbage bag to the seams.

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