My human's mom collects magazines from all over the world. Some people collect fridge magnets, some others collect coins and there's humans who collect antiques from the countries they visit. Well, my human's mom collects fashion magazines from her trips abroad (and inside the country), she says it makes her feel different and unique but I don't really know about that, I'm just a happy, troubleless, chill out dog... oh, and destructive, I forgot destructive.
I will never forget how much my human's mom yelled at me and punished me for being such a disaster, bringer of pain and messenger of grieve.
One day my human brought her friend and with her, she brought her belgian shepherd, the one I have told you before in some of my other posts. We decided to have a great time but then it started to rain, the humans went inside the house and we were left in the garden which has an access to the garage and that's when it happened.
My human's mom left part of her collection in the garage because she was showing it to my human's friend and forgot to put it back when it started to rain...
Disaster, disaster, disaster. I am a good dog, I'm curious, I like to explore and taste everything and I loved the taste of magazines...
