Today is a wind-down day for me. Yesterday was very very strange.

I went to a yoga class, and when it was over, I saw I had 15 phone calls from my daughter during the hour that class was held. That’s A LOT.

So I call, and she is out of her mind hysterical.

In a 5-minute period of time that he was out of his crate and unsupervised, her new puppy ate her roommates leather recliner chair. Really. He did. Beyond repair. Leather & stuffing everywhere.

I did manage to find the exact same chair at the store where this one was originally purchased, and I bought it and it will replace the ruined one. But, OMG - the drama! The tears! The hysterics! What am I gonna do with the dog? Do I have to return him? Oh noooooooo.

So we’ve also scheduled training for the dog. And daughter now knows the dog must never ever be left out his crate unsupervised. Which I had told her. But did anybody pay any attention to me? Oh, noooo.