Oh my. Thats all I have to say. I still cannot believe we had that many coats crammed in that closet. A pile 3 feet high and four feet long. I was like, yea...get rid of this one, this one, that one...oh wait, we're moving somewhere it snows. Dern. Well, I must say the closet looks gooooood. And...I was able to hang an organizer for small stuff like dog leashes and scarves, stuff like that. I almost impress myself!
And then there comes a story....A few months back, we decided to plant a Japanese maple in our interior planter/atrium. We dug a big hole, dropped in a nice specimen and admired our work. Now this is back when we trusted our dogs and could leave them unattended in the house. I get a picture on my phone and I cant tell what it is because of the mess. I deemed it "The Day Fletcher Dug to China" or a new chapter in the that favorite book, The Diggingest Dog Part 2. There was a 2 foot deep hole with the poor treat at a serious lean. The mud and river rock was strewn, I kid you not, 10 feet in every direction. There was mud 5 foot up on the wall. Its a miracle he didn't shatter the glass door in back given the number of rocks.
So here it is April and I'm in cleaning mode, emptying out the closet and what the hell do I find?....dried mud. In the closet, in the railing for the door, behind a couple boxes. Oh, and a few rocks to go along with it. And....the maple didn't survive. D*#% dogs. Needless to say, the boys are now in crates when we leave them in the house and the area now looks beautiful. Is there such a thing as canine terrible twos?????
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