Wednesday morning I could have sworn I had two gloves in my pocket when I put my coat on. By the time I got out to the car (less than 50 from the house), I only had one glove. I texted Dan to check the floor in the house and the backyard. He called and said no glove. He even checked the whole backyard -figuring maybe Esa picked it up and was throwing it around.
The rest of the week, I kept thinking "It's got to be here somewhere". Saturday, we went and got Dan a new winter jacket at Sports Authority so I picked some gloves ($25 down the drain!).
We get home and I continue with the laundry and put the new jacket & gloves in the washer. I come upstairs, look outside and what does Esa have? My missing glove!
I knew I had dropped it!
(and their human parents)
This blog started as The adventures of a D.I.N.K. family where the two "kids" are four legged and how we are going to retire early. Now it's a 1 income, 1 entrepreneur, and 1 pup getting closer and closer to retirement.
Of course you would only find it after you bought new ones!
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