In the midst of this I soaked the Diamond Shawl. Afterwards I brought it downstairs. Then I went to get the blocking squares and set them up. After I set them up I turned to lay out the shawl. This whole process hasn't taken more than 5 minutes.
I couldn't find it. Seriously? I retraced my steps counter by counter and room by room to no avail. I KNOW I brought it down from upstairs. I went up anyway to check. Sure enough, it wasn't there.
I retraced my steps again when suddenly it hits me. We have the front and back doors open for ventilation since it's such a pretty day. The dogs are running in and out with abandon. I think to myself, "Oh, no he didn't?!" Oh yes he did. There on the front lawn is my freshly laundered shawl and the towel. The Little Man (our nick name for him) is darn lucky it was in one piece. Otherwise I would have been blocking him next.
See the lovely bits of grass attached to it?
Joe suggested I reprimand him with the shawl (not the exact words he used). Really? Clearly Joe was thinking only of the dog and not my shawl. Yeah, right, I'm going to risk further injury to the shawl by using it to teach the dog a lesson.
The upside to this story, the shawl is (mostly) fine, I'm not losing it as much as I thought, and I don't have to block the dog.
He knows what he did was wrong!