Thursday, September 1, 2011

Wilma, Wilma, Wilma...


These are were a pair of my favourite heels...
Somehow our little William (Wilma when he's bad) managed to bypass the baby gate and make his way into my closet. It all happened very quietly...
Ultimately I know it was my fault. I shouldn't have let him out of my sight and I should NEVER have left my closet door open. Lesson learned.
He's lucky that he's so damn cute! Cue the angelic music...

Note to self: Don't let William out of sight. Close all doors. Don't let William out of sight. Close all doors. Don't let William out of sight. Close all doors.

2 comments:

M said...

Shades of Adam and Eve? Blaming Eve (Wilma) for the 'bads' of the world:(
But he is cute.

Miska, Tyro & Diva said...

Oh dear!!! Bad Will but even badder owners!! (Wilma??? Hope he doesn't develop an identity crisis.) Well, I suppose the red shoes can be replaced but can the dog ever be replaced?