Now that Penny has started to warm up to her new digs, she’s getting a bit more playful–and mischievous. The other night I got home from work, tired, and just wanting to hit the couch for a little TV time before bed. As I was getting ready to settle in, I figured I should charge my cell phone for the next day, but at the time, that felt like just too much effort, so I let it be.
Big mistake.
Not five minutes later I’m in the other room, when I hear Liz shout, "Penny!" So INow that Penny has started to warm up to her new digs, she’s getting a bit more playful–and mischievous. The other night I got home from work, tired, and just wanting to hit the couch for a little TV time before bed. As I was getting ready to settle in, I figured I should charge my cell phone for the next day, but at the time, that felt like just too much effort, so I let it be.
Big mistake.
Not five minutes later I’m in the other room, when I hear Liz shout, "Penny!" So I make my into the living room, to find Liz holding my cell phone charger–which was still plugged into the wall–and the other end mangled, because Penny had chomped it into oblivion!
Well, we now make sure that Penny gets a good long walk before bed to get her all tuckered out, and keep her well supplied with Nylabone’s for chomping. And I’m out $43 to replace the phone charger!
Penny!
Post edited by: rcolchamiro, at: 2008/09/30 06:44
