Spent part of yesterday morning sitting on the edge of the bed on the phone. During a pause, I wrote a check to pay a bill and put it in the envelope ready to mail. Our 2 pooches were occupying a good part of the bed. I took the dogs for their morning excursion before heading to the local town/post office/drug store, etc and then wondered what happened to the ready to mail bill.
Finally gave up and did the required running about and then returned and started a diligent search, going everywhere I could recall being. Having covered all those, I went to the other side of the bed to look for something else and spotted a bunch of paper scraps on the floor. Yep, my wife's year old Corgi pup chewed up the phone bill. She was nice enough to leave me the corner of the bill with the account number and link to the on line payment site.
If you've seen the commercial, I don't just adore my wife's little bundle of joy. At the moment.
Finally gave up and did the required running about and then returned and started a diligent search, going everywhere I could recall being. Having covered all those, I went to the other side of the bed to look for something else and spotted a bunch of paper scraps on the floor. Yep, my wife's year old Corgi pup chewed up the phone bill. She was nice enough to leave me the corner of the bill with the account number and link to the on line payment site.
If you've seen the commercial, I don't just adore my wife's little bundle of joy. At the moment.