The Dog Ate My…

This is a copy of the letter that I recently sent to our local library. A variant of “the dog ate my homework”.

I can only laugh. And keep Cassius in his crate when we go away. I hope the library employees laugh too.

I put it in perspective by realizing that if he had actually hurt himself, I would be willing to pay much more in veterinary bills.

So, although it cost me the price of a book, at least it was a soft bound book and everyone is still healthy. And, I hope, having that laugh.