Sometimes she looks like a Rottweiler...And other times, like the shot from yesterday, she looks like a Chihuahua.
What started out as a leisurely MLK day, has now turned into a full blown tear the house apart hunt. The cat, Sawyer, has a necklace fetish. It started out with the necklace that Gilday got me in Ireland on our honeymoon 2.0. No matter where I put it, he would find it and try to take it with him to the basement. Gilday has saved it's life numerous times, most recently this morning while I was taking a shower.
Now, it seems that he has become aware of my other favorite necklace, the one that Gilday got me as a wedding gift. Its a very delicate white gold chain with a pendant that has 3 diamonds in a trinity setting. I wear it almost every day, the last day being Saturday, and now... its gone.
I ripped apart the bedroom, looked under every peice of furniture we have, had Gilday lift up rugs, and even looked in every nook and cranny in the basement. I just hope the stupid cat didn't eat it.
ugh. Not a happy camper today.
Anyone have any physic friends who i can call to let me know where it is?
1 comment:
I had to go to Toronto for a college project and meet with a woman who channels Elvis, but I don't think she channels necklaces.
Good luck.
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