“Okay, that one’s on me.”

Had a chance to take a couple of empties to town this afternoon…

Only brought one of them back, because the other was older and the valve had failed. I was able to drop it off at the propane shop for a new valve. The price of that was not on any budget but happily somebody hit the tip jar yesterday with almost exactly what it was scooping out of my wallet, so I was a happy man.

Until…I came home to be reminded that I had closed the bedroom door, and the desk lid, and emptied the trash can, and cleared off the kitchen counter, but…

…I had neglected to put the chair cushion in the bedroom. Which of course obligated Tobie to try to use it as a chew toy.

Happily, it survived without damage which is either a tribute to its construction or his distractibility. Either way, it was my fault and not a cause for yelling.