Broken Dishes

This unfortunate accident happened when Mommy left me alone in the kitchen for a minute. She even thought she had all bases covered when she put Wrigley's food and water dishes up on the table. Little did she know, tippy toes + short little arms spells DANGER!

Wrigley hurriedly tried to eat his food before it got thrown away.

I bet you could guess that Wrigley's dishes no longer reside in the kitchen. No sir-ee. They found a new home in the laundry room, right next to his litter box. (Yes, he is litter box trained. Aren't all dogs?) I do feel bad that the poor guy has to eat next to where he poops. :(