it was my favorite pyrex bowl

And now it is no more.

From the bedroom I heard a very loud crash. A crash with lots of shattering glass. My first thought was, "Oh no! Please tell me that my dog didn't just pull the crockpot off the counter." But it came out more like, "WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?"

Upon closer examination we found that he somehow got a hold of the towel under the dish drainer and yanked it off the counter. The dish drainer just happened to have some heavy glass stuff and a frying pan drying on it. We also lost a cereal bowl, but the smaller pyrex bowl came through unscathed. You ever hear about those stories of pyrex dishes exploding in the oven or just after they come out of the oven? Well, I got a little taste of that. There was glass everywhere.

It scared the living daylights out of him, that's for sure. And Phil said I could buy a new favorite pyrex bowl, so it's all good. And here he is, the one who can't be trusted alone in the kitchen, my (no longer so little, but cute as ever) Wilson.

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