There once was a mischevious beagle, who was dumped at the end of a road. Whose good fortune it was to be captured by a woodsman and brought here to me. The woodsman he sought out our homestead to see if one of our beasts had escaped, but alas the poor pup was abandoned, and we took him and vowed to keep him safe.
He was sorely malnourished and greedy as any hungry pup might be and he learned to find food in most places, including pockets you see. For ten long years he has thrived and indeed has become quite plump, by stealing and cadging and hunting for every morsel on which he could sup.
Now this plump little hound known as Rusty figured out a pocket he could pick and chewed his way through on two sides to make sure he sopped up every bit. But his person was none too happy to find his handiwork you see on her favorite pair of summer shorts, even though he howled with glee…
So a stitchin and mendin she took on to repair her beloved lavender duds and the story it has a happy ending cause the pup is an adorable mutt!
Rusty, a.k.a. the Biscuit Thief snuck into the laundry room in search of pockets full of biscuit treats and proceded to wreak havoc on my favorite lavendar knock about shorts.Chewing all the way through in search of the elusive biscuit remnant.
All is forgiven, until the next time that is.
(all my photos were taken at different times so the shorts don’t even look the same, that’s what a little light change will do to ya)