I keep a bag of foam peanuts in my wrapping room. The room has lots of other stuff too: Books (lots), boxes, depression glass, my laptop, photography lights, miscellaneous shipping supplies. It’s not real neat.
George likes to help me when I’m working downstairs. Usually he sits on the desk or prowls around or sits on the big roll of corrugated cardboard. Today he decided to sit in the bag of foam peanuts.
There is nothing wrong with sitting in a bag of peanuts. The problem comes after, when you leave and track peanuts all through the house!
The hard part is picking them up. They stick together and stick to my hands and stick to my clothes and are all full of static electricity!
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