“it wasn’t me”

The other day I was working upstairs when I heard the Dirt Devil loudly doing its thing downstairs. I went down there and Terry said that in doing one of her yoga stretches she noticed all this dog hair in the air intake for the wine cooler. The fridge was fine. Seems the cleaning ladies take care of that. But the wine cooler is non-standard and our cleaning service only does standard stuff.

Tasha6a.jpgAs we were talking, Tasha came inside and started jumping up on me, which she doesn’t normally do. I could swear she was saying, “Daddy, don’t believe Mommy! It wasn’t me. The hair came from somewhere else. Really!”

That’s our Tasha. We love her. (Or maybe it’s my imagination. But either way.)



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