Day 35: OMG

I was just saying to my mom earlier today how I felt bad that we didn't celebrate Riker's 1 year with us (we adopted him a year ago yesterday and brought him home a year ago tomorrow).  I left the house at around 11:30 this morning and by the time I got home at 1, he had torn up his bed.  All I could say was, "Oh my gosh," over and over.  But I can't say I was surprised.  He's done this way too many times.  With the weather getting colder, we felt bad that he was laying on the tiles... not the bottom of the crate because he recently tore THAT up and it's been on backorder from Petland for a few weeks now.  LOL, he just laid down on his stuffing once I brought out my camera like he was proud of his artwork.  Sigh.