Since I returned home from Florida, I have been fighting a battle with stinkbugs. Quite frankly, I'm loosing. There are currently enough stink bugs wandering around my house to start a small army. Actually, I think they already have. As always, my little Boxer is more than an anxious to be a good little helper and help her mother in the battle to take back the house from the stink bugs.
Last night, I returned home from work tired, and ready to relax for a couple of minutes. I plopped down on the sofa, and let out a deep sigh, and as I did so, heard a giant rip. Hugh? What the heck? I jumped up off the sofa and looked at the cushion. Our leather couch has been getting ready to spring a huge rip right in the main cushion for months, and it picked yesterday to do so. I must have sat in the exact spot that was weak! Aggh! I just felt sick looking at the hole in the middle of the cushion. I would have liked to have thought that it could have been repaired, but it was pretty big, and I'm not expert!
This morning, I was upstairs getting ready for work when I heard Lucy downstairs barking up a storm. When I went downstairs, Lucy was digging furiously in the hole in our sofa and there was stuffing all over my living room.
Lucy generally doesn't even get up on the sofa, so I knew that there had to be a very good reason for her bizarre behavior.
I looked at Lucy and said "Down! Bad Lucy!". Lucy gave me a kiss (like she always does when she gets yelled at) jumped down and sat by my feet, her little butt wiggling furiously. (She was trying to tell me something, but since she can't talk, she wiggles.)
And then I saw it... In the midst of torn leather, and Styrofoam- a stinkbug! That darn thing was trying to get away from my boxer, and my boxer was intent on catching it!
I suppose I should be furious. The couch is ruined. But, it was ruined before Lucy tried to apprehend the stink bug, so how mad can I really be? Like I said, it's very unlike Lucy to even get up on the couch. She knows she's not allowed up there!
I put Lucy outside, grabbed a trash bag, hauled the vacuum out of the closet and cleaned up the mess which was all over the living room.
When a boxer is intent on retrieving something, the mess can be astounding. I'm sure at one point there was probably Styrofoam flying through the air at a rapid rate, resembling a snow storm. But, I missed the whole thing because I was upstairs blow drying my hair!
Thanks to the whole stinkbug incident, I was running late. So I rushed back upstairs to finish getting ready for work after putting a pillow and my briefcase on top of the hole in the couch to prevent a further incident. When I came back downstairs, Lucy was curled up on top of the pillow looking rather guilty...