Wiley and the Paycheck
Well here I am, contemplating how I'm going to explain this to mom and dad. It tasted so good, the colored paper, the ink, the water marks.... How was I to know when there is paper on the bed, and it has numbers on it and words that say Pay To The Order Of...that I'm NOT allowed to chew it up.
I see dad shred paper all the time and I only thought I was being a good boy and helping, and I know for a fact that my method of shreading something is cheaper than dad's way, because he has to use electricy and I don't, but oh no, here we go again with another life lesson which is...."Wiley if you want to eat and have a roof over your head. DON'T eat dad's paycheck. So I think dad and I have both learned a lesson. Dad doesn't leave checks on the bed and I don't shread them....We'll see who has a relapse first. I'll keep you posted.
Have a wonderful day everybody and Blessings.
Wiley the Wonder Dog.
P.S. Don't tell mom, but I do sneak into her Stampin' Up! room and eat her card stock (only sometimes though)
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