A semi-regular feature in which I spotlight household items that were stolen, chewed, and destroyed by our asshole dog, Huck.
Good friends of ours are applying to adopt one of their foster children and they asked me to fill out a questionnaire for the adoption agency. I was using this Bic Wite-Out pen to complete the Very Important Paperwork at the dining room table. Midway through, I got up from the table to use the bathroom and when I started making a smoothie in the kitchen, I heard it: the telltale sound of Huck chewing on something he shouldn’t. Maybe the white will cover up the residual green left on his toes from the highlighters. Asshole.