Bless my girl, I got in after work to discover that the vinyl floor in the kitchen had been ripped to shreds, it'd had only been laid a week
So today she's gone to work with her Dad.
I don't understand why I'm the only one that consistantly trains her yet she adores my husband because he lets her get away with murder.
I don't thik me and him have ever argued so much since we had the dog
