Much has happened...

I am sick and tired of my poodle taking my things and chewing on them!!! My glasses were the most recent victim, I vaguely remember knocking them over yesterday morning off my nightstand. I thought they were in between my night stand and the bed. They were not there. Well, I gave up and just put my contacts in. Last night when I got ready for bed, I searched some more. Dusty found them... My poor glasses had been dragged into her lair and slightly nibbled on the end... Could have been worse, like a brand new shirt that had pretty buttons on the back, the shirt landed on the floor due to some adult fun:) and what does she do?? Drags my shirt to her lair and proceeds to chew the buttons, which not only came off the shirt but it put holes in it as well... These are prime examples of what she does to my stuff. Typically this does not happen to my Hubbie.. Not sure what this means... I was so upset about the glasses last night I cried. But it's been a rough few days. Hubbies granddad passed away on Tuesday. We were there... Funeral is on Monday. I miss granddad.