I found the earring that I was looking for all week. I wasn't going to leave the house and go to work this morning until I found it. I wasn't going to give up until I located that stupid earring.

So. Where did I find it? In my dog's toy box. Inbetween the tennis ball and the plastic squeekie steak but underneath the stretchy lobster, white stuffed puppy wearing a jaunty chapeau (its sparklie), the tiger and the frog.

I am both releaved and completely bothered that I am admitting that my dog has more toys than he should (and more put away in the closet...really) and that it took almost 15 minutes of digging through the toy box to find the earring.

I spoil my dog. For this I do not apologize.