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sweet family that loves me, feeds me, shelters me and don't forget rescued me from being euthanized.

Tonight we meet some friends that we haven't seen in a while for dinner.  Since it was below freezing I didn't want to leave Beanie outside for the 3+ hours that we were going to be gone.  

 I put her in our bathroom and removed everything that was on the floor and what I thought was out of reach. 

 You see where I am going with this?

 When we got home I told John to let Beanie out of the bathroom and put her outside so she could use the bathroom.

 

 I heard John say "Mom, the bathroom door is locked."

 I thought "He probably didn't try hard enough"

 "Try harder" I said as I walked into our bedroom

 

 hmmmmm... the door IS lock.

 "oh, no.  this can't be good"

 As I looked down at the floor I saw small fragments of wood peaking out form underneath  of the door.

As I unlocked the door my mind was going crazy imagining what was waiting for me behind door #1.

This is what we found...

Toilet paper dispenser ripped off the wall

Brand new bath towels that were hung almost to the ceiling.  Torn to shreds on the floor

Hand towel draped on the floor

Floor matte, brand new, ripped to shreds

 Little pieces of toilet paper and roll from one end of the bathroom to the other. 

makeup every where

remains of what used to be my fashionable silver makeup bag, 

Dog food all over the floor.

and last but not least...

our door molding had been clawed to death.

Now how is it that I have put her in this very same bathroom on numerous occasions and tonight she decides to destroy it

She is lucky Dan was home or else she might be snuggling up outside with Winter Storm 2009