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We had to do something. Doggle Woggle has been nibbling on books, a sacrilege in my house. Twice I caught him seriously noshing covers and pages, with one book ending up utterly destroyed. He was grabbing them from the small bookshelf in the front hall while I was in the shower. Appropriately, they were cookbooks. I mean, if you’re going to eat a book, what better than to eat one having to do with food?
With the loom gone from the upstairs hall, Hubby and I decided we should purchase a new, larger bookshelf and move all of his cookbooks upstairs. We had to be in the Twin Cities Saturday anyway to pick up Eldest Son, who was returning from a trip to Portland, Oregon, so we planned to make a day of it and visit IKEA. Yes, we love that Swedish design.
We purchased a large Expedit bookcase, which was actually the medium-sized one, and a smaller one, plus we found a cute gray and white rug for $20 that we thought we could put in the front entry. Funny story about rugs in our house. Doggle Woggle likes to drag them around and shred them. If he can pick one up, he thinks it’s his. He snagged our brand new entry rug back when we got it and he’s been busy shredding it since. New rug strategy: Buy one that is too big for Doggle Woggle to lift.
We’re not completely heartless dog owners (No books or rugs for you, Doggle Woggle!), so we also bought three small stuffed animals for him, two mice, one white, one gray, and a blue dog. Of all the things Doggle has ripped apart in his time with us, the one thing he hasn’t been able to ruin is a small pink hippo from IKEA. Either these IKEA animals are supremely well made or they are too small for him to simultaneously grab with his teeth and pull with his paws.
We brought everything, and Eldest Son, of course, home Saturday evening and were too tired and hot to do anything with the bookshelves then. Sunday morning, after taking Doggle to the park, Hubby and I decided to tackle the assembly of the bookshelves before the day heated up. It was promising to be sticky and hot and we didn’t want to be working upstairs in the afternoon.
We set to work and finally finished by about 4 p.m. Yeah, we worked through into the afternoon, and yes, it got just as hot as we thought it would. You see, the bookshelf assembly turned into the rearrangement and cleaning of the entire upstairs hallway, plus a thorough cleaning of Young Son’s room. We brought one bookshelf downstairs, moved one into Young Son’s room, carted the cookbooks from downstairs to up, placed the new rug, and vacuumed, vacuumed, vacuumed. (Btw, we had tried the new IKEA rug in the front entry overnight. By morning, Doggle had flipped it over. No sense keeping it there, so we put it in the upstairs hall with the new bookshelves.)
Note the lovely vignette Erik put together on the new bookshelf. He scavenged the birdcage from Young Son’s room and added the model church and shed/house built by my Grandpa Jens.
The upstairs hall, which has long served as my office area, has now become our library as well. It was a lot of sweaty work, but we enjoy the new look.
Not so fast on that enjoyment thing!
When Hubby went upstairs this morning, he found that one of the cats had barfed on rug. Apparently, we are not allowed to have new things.