Bad Dogs

I was all prepared to come home from work yesterday and write today's blog post. But then I opened the door and saw this: Yep, the dogs decided it would be fun to bust open their dog bed (which they LOVE, btw) and there was stuffing everywhere. This kind of thing doesn't usually happen because normally Oliver is in his crate when I get home. (Jinx is the one in the photo, but I'm 99.9% positive that this was Oliver's plan and Jinx just helped). But yesterday my hubby made the decision to trust Oliver and let him roam free while we weren't home. Oliver: 1, Hubby: 0.