Visually impaired

Got up this morning and, after groping around for a while, failed to find my specs. Bumpy trip into the bathroom to get the lenses in and started the search again. Finally located them under the bed in a pretty sorry state. It seems Poochie had fancied a Midnight Snack.

We haven't worked out the cost of all the damage he had done so far...yet. For now he's just VERY lucky he is super cute. Suggest he knocks it off before he looses that advantage tho.