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Thursday, July 8, 2010

I guess Junk Mail doesn't taste as good...

I came home tonight to find the DH had brought the mail in from the mail box.
Cool. That was nice.
However, this is the "mail" I found on my desk.
It's kind of my own fault, really.
Earlier today, like 9 hours ago, I had foolishly said to someone at work that Gryphon's chewing habit seemed to have improved.
I know better than to tempt fate that way.
The rest of the mail was perfectly intact.
I guess Junk mail doesn't taste as good as movie-in-envelope.

Excuse me, I have to go tell the Netflix folks that the Cat Ate My Return Envelope.
I suspect this won't be the first time they've heard that excuse.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, Oh, someone's in trouble! I wish I had taken a picture of the cat-vomit on my first blocked lace shawl - YES! Except you wouldn't want to look at it, and I was so freaked out I didn't think of it. Just tried not to choke a certain cat.