
Today I had plans to meet an old friend for dinner at his house, so I stopped home after work to let woody out before I left for a few hours. Brad mentioned to me earlier in the day that Woody had been very lazy all day, just sleeping away and didn't want to go for a walk or play. I knew I was wagering a little when I didn't get home until 9pm...and low and behold Woody had torn every magazine from the rack up in to a million pieces all over the living room.