A reader in Reddit’s fountain pens forum shared a series of photos of what happened when this adorable husky…
… got into the humans’ supply of calligrapher’s ink while they were away. Oh well, it’s just one pawprint, that’s not so bad…
… but it gets worse. Um, okay… Fortunately, it’s a water-soluble ink, so it will mop up easily. And as long as it’s just confined to the side room…
OH DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT!
What have you got to say for yourself?!
Spilled into my email by Murray C., to remind me that everybody has bad days.
Yeah I’m first!!! I saw this and thought Holy Moley! I thought my dog was bad when he got into the garbage (as posted earlier on NTMTOM http://notthatmiketheothermike.com/2015/12/04/implausible-deniability/) but this was crazy!!!
The story does have a happy ending. Because the ink was water-soluble, the floor was cleaned up easily.
Whew, that’s good to know. Betcha they don’t leave ANYTHING within reach of that dog again.
This actually made me laugh out loud!
Water soluble doesn’t always equal ease of cleanup. When my oldest was a toddler she found my watercolor pencils and proceeded to color the grout of our kitchen tile. Although I thought in all honesty it was quite pretty, it didn’t bode well for the showings as we were trying to sell the house at the time. Add water to watercolor pencils and it just melts right into the grout. It took quite a bit of wetting and scrubbing to get it up. All’s well that ends well. 🙂
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Wow, that’s Mugumogu-level clean – my floor has never looked that good!
Oh, man–At first I thought the floor was carpeted! Glad it cleaned up!
In the version of this story that I read, the caption under the photo of the one pawprint on the bed was along the lines of “oh right, I’m not supposed to be on the bed.”
Ha! That’s great!
And I thought the bottle of red wine Stripes broke in the kitchen was bad. (He had purple feet and a small cut on his paw but was otherwise fine. My dad’s blood pressure, maybe not so much. Also, the kitchen reeked of wine for a couple days.)
We once took a vacation and asked my sister in law to stop by once a day to feed the cats and clean the littler box. On the day before we came back, her husband came with her for the first time and by mistake closed the door the room where the little box was.
When we came home the next day, we discovered that the cats had decided to used our bed as their new littler box. I’ll put it this way, the bed could not be saved.
Gigi, I had the same thing happen! Catsitter’s boyfriend left the door closed . . . . My Claude used the floor, though. TWO spots, mind you–one for pee, one for poo–I guess he figured if he couldn’t get to his box, he was going to get back to instinct and do it up right.
Had a co-worker who had a brilliant husband/engineer.
Mensa candidate had the GREAT idea of filling the tub with kitty litter for their week long vacation. He probably should’ve thought of that a little longer.
Can you imagine cleaning that? Yikes!
I’ve said for a long time, there is book smarts and common sense, and they don’t always go together.
What about the carpet? If they rent, they ain’t getting their deposit back!
Reminds me of the time that I came home from work and the cats had broken the picture window in the living room. We had a tall stereo speaker on a stand in front of it and they liked to jump on top of it and pushed it through the window when they jumped off.
Insurance Company cracked up and sent an adjustor out to take pictures because they couldn’t believe it.
Amazingly both cats were home when I got home from work and all the broken glass was outside so neither cut their paws.
Before I was born, my parents’ puppy did the same thing – they took a break during a painting project, and covered the paint can with plastic wrap instead of a lid – what could possibly go wrong…?
Doggeh looks SO unrepentant.
My question is: HOW, just how did this happen!?
oysh. What a mess.
I’m glad it came off the floors – did it come off the sheets?