"Oh...my gosh!"

Those were the words that came out of my mouth last night when I went to our bedroom and found this mess.

We had gone for a walk late yesterday afternoon (when a bit cooler). Bear was able to play with his good friend Flash (some of our good friends that live in our neighborhood's Yorkie), and we all enjoyed the walk. It was a "very cool" night (relatively); we were dodging sprinklers the whole time (which is always fun...not). So, when we got home we were all wet. Josh and I sat in the living room to watch some TV before bed. Bear went to our room, which is not unusual for him. We heard him playing, again not unusual (especially since most of his toys end up in there). Well, he finally came in the living room, climbed up in the chair and laid there all pitiful looking. I know something was up. I picked him up and walked to the bedroom to see what he had been up to. Yeah, next came the "Oh...my gosh!" and a very big spanking for Bear. Josh helped me clean up the mess and I sewed the pillows back up. The funny thing for me is the pillow has been ripped for about six months and Bear just realized it. But I guess it made me finally fix it.