Every once in a while I feel it's necessary to post something about Charlie's less-than-optimal behavior lest we all forget that he is, after all, a dog.
So, it is in that spirit I present Exhibit A: the remains of what was once a lovely jeweled nail file made for me by my sweet little boy. (Note the traces of fur that confirmed my suspicions about the suspect.)
Although I'll miss my son's token of affection, in the spirit of Mother's Day I have forgiven the culprit and will simply enjoy the sound of my boy and his dog frolicking in the yard. (BUT, he is on probation.)
Happy Mother's Day!