I know. It’s definitely an inner urban (ie. small house) first world problem.
As you probably know we’ve got a new dog. Charley. She’s gorgeous of course. And we love to bits.
But we (well I actually, because truthfully no one else has turned their mind to the issue, or probably cares) have had a bag of dog food sitting around for the last couple of weeks. With no real home. And it’s been getting on my nerves.
So I have now officially assigned two of the three stripey blue canisters to dog food storage. One for dry food. One for reward food.
And I have moved them to the top of the little cupboard in the hall. And combined them with my most favourite painted tin. Which stores the cat food.
And I have put all the cat and dog paraphernalia in cupboard, in the little shelf accessed via the cute red handle.
Oh happy happy organised days!