Wow. And again, WOW...
Karen sent me this (muchas gracias, amiga). She didn't go into any detail about whether it was hers or belonged to a friend.
Looks like it would have been an ok couch before it got turned into the world's biggest chew toy (come to think of it, there's probably another blog in that. Feel free to pinch the idea, have got enough on my plate in fugly couch world). Am assuming this is the work of some rather bored and, at the same time, excited dogs. Though Karen is the rather exceptionally gifted mother of six children. Perhaps she left the kids alone and without enough distractions one day? Karen, feel free to explain in comments.
Am considering getting a dog after I move into my new bachelorette pad. Ideally wanna get a girl beagle and call her Lucy, after Lucy Van Pelt, a long-time personal heroine. My fear is Lucy may turn my furniture into chew toys too, especially if I get her from the Lost Dogs Home or RSPCA, as I am hoping too. Watch this space (well, maybe not this space exactly, but the blog. If I do become a Mama, will definitely be posting brag pics).
