Back to last night and Bella...I find Bella in the hall chewing on a piece of once white-colored foam rubber stuff. I try to get the piece from her but that's a joke. It's a big game where she runs around the house dropping pieces of white foam and I'm a fool for ever thinking I could outwit a corgi and her prized piece of foam rubber. I play Gretel for awhile, walking through the "forest" picking up the pieces of foam. Kaffy is laughing at our game. Kaffy has a huge soft spot for Bella - hopefully it's not make out of foam rubber.
So now I'm wondering what I once owned that was this pile of foam rubber? I searched high and low for a torn covering or a shoe or a bra or a pillow or an expensive piece of lymphedema medical equipment or a knitting project but I found nothing. I'm stumped.
Years ago as a family, we owned a pair of dogs, Fang and Pretty. Fang was mellow - a short-fat German- shepherdy-corgi mix (corgis will pretty much do it with anything) while Pretty was a black lab mixed with a schizophrenic homeless guy. The moment Pretty moved in with us, our house started falling to pieces. While we were at work, both dogs (I think) ripped off and ate the window sill in the kitchen. Then they started in on the couch and every day they worked at eating more and more of the couch until there was hardly anything left. We were able to toss it into a trash can piece by piece. I didn't get upset. You can't get upset once there's a huge bite taken out of your couch. Well, I take that back. You *can* get upset though you'd be wasting precious energy when you could be knitting.
Give me your best guess as to the foam rubber pile. While you're pondering where the foam came from - I have a short, somewhat musical interlude in the form of a video of Bradley accompanied by my commanding voice.