So I had to make a trip to the store this morning for feminine products for my daughter and then I…

So I had to make a trip to the store this morning for feminine products for my daughter and then I dropped them off at school. if anyone has or know someone who has a Weimaraner, knows that they do not like to be alone. Well, I come home to put the diapers and wipes I bought away and grab my coupons to go grocery shopping. I come in to find that my iced coffee was knocked off the table and drank, the bathroom trash was strung throughout the upstairs, and a massive pile of shit on bedroom rug. In the end, it's my fault for not closing doors. Can't stay mad at this big baby.