Remember that nice little ditty I wrote about Harlow yesterday? All of that rosey nonsense about "why we work?" Harlow pretty much took everything I said about him and threw it back in my face. Last night while Chris and I were out for our very classy Valentine dinner, Harlow was running a rampage through our house.
You might have seen a photo of our classy meal on Instagram, if not I'm happy to post it again. Chris said "only the best for my Valentine" so he treated me to mini sliders, tots, mac and cheese bites and chicken wings all from our favorite restaurant, Dukes. That guy, he's just an old fashioned romantic I tell ya. You wanna know how I know you're fancy? You eat at a restaurant called Dukes for Valentines Day.
But anyway, back to Hurricane Harlow. When we got home (after being gone for less than two hours) Harlow had clearly taken out his aggression for being left out of our Valentines Day dinner on our shoes. The first shoe that was chewed in half was in the living room and it belonged to Chris. Then Chris walked into the bedroom and found one of my heels without a heel... And then to top it all off Harlow grabbed the trash from under my desk and literally poured it all over the room as if to say "you two wanna treat me like trash and not take me to dinner? Well then I'll show you TRASH."
This photo was taken just hours before the devastation. He's got an awfully menacing look in his eye... I can't help but wonder if he was plotting it at this time.
He was definitely plotting it.
I just don't know what got into him. Har hasn't eaten shoes forever and I can count the number of times he's ever gotten into trash on one hand. My only guess is the holiday just got to him. He thought we were the three best friends and then we left him behind.
The moment we got home he buried his head in a blanket and refused to look at us. We could barely get him to go outside he was so upset with himself. We rarely punish Harlow because he does it so well himself. Sometimes he hides in the shower after a bad binge, or sometimes under the table, one time I caught him chain smoking cigarettes like a maniac in the bathroom after a bad chewing episode because he was so nervous. He just gets really down on himself...
Anyway, I don't want to dwell. What's done is done. I'm going to spend the rest of the day finishing up some last minute work and getting ready to head to Steamboat next week. We're leaving this snowy place behind for yet another snowy place....
I hope you have a great Valentines Day whatever you're doing! I might be a little sporadic with posting next week since I'll be in the mountains but feel free to follow along on Instagram @taylorgracewolfe as I take more photos of Harlow frolicking in the snow and buying his first Space Cake!
Colorado here we come!
P.S. I'm officially up on the Laugh Factory website! (I am more excited about this than I'd like to admit.) Check it out here and message me for a coupon code if you'd like to buy tickets to come to my show. Everyone is invited!!! i.e. please come because I am very nervous.