Normally I buy cheap sunglasses. (Insert ZZ Top tunes here.). But for Christmas last year my lovely in-laws bought me a pair of Vera Bradley's. I love(d) them soooo! I actually keep track of them. (For the most part, that is.). I guess I set them down on the table out back last night while drinking a Sam Adams Oktoberfest. They have been recovered in the yard. Dead On Arrival. Along with the cap to the red sharpie she got into and a navy blue towel. That Phoebe is one weird dog. Wait...One weird dog with pink paws that is! I guess you could say she was caught red handed!
R.I.P favorite shades. Phoebe...that's a Strike girl! No treats for you!
Happy Sunday!
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