Sunday, December 12, 2010

A License to Chew

In an interesting situation, the cats knocked my wife's driver's license off the mantle and into Charlie's range.  Charlie chewed the license poking two huge tooth marks in it.
My wife's driver's license has two holes in the middle.

Every time my wife has to show her ID (for credit purchases and random traffic stops) she gets to tell the story about our dog.  Every person accepts the story and laughs.  Sometimes they share their own stories.

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