A Missing Box of Tissues
We came home to shredded tissues on the living room floor today. Buried under the tissues was a coaster that shares the corner stand beside the couch with - you guessed it - a box of tissues. (And a fortunately untouched speaker.)
We also found the plastic center top.
We did not find the cardboard box.
Now we're wondering which of them ate it, or if they both had half.
In unrelated news, we cut Big Dog's toenails yesterday. Little Dog refused and only got one bit of a treat for a half-hour of good "downs." Coincidence? Little dog says "What Box? I don't see a box."