Our dog does the strangest things! I heard my man say, "Where in the world did this wood come from? How did the puppies get a stick in the house?"
I thought, "Sticks?! I love sticks! The dog must have a stick. Wish I had a stick." Ahhh, a mystery. A challenge. Let me snoop around and see what I can find!
In the dining room, I found it!
The scene of the crime. The dog had actually removed a wooden spoon from the dishwasher when my lady wasn't looking! He snuck it into the dining room. For some reason, he thinks under the dining room table is a good hiding spot. Hmmph! Doesn't he realize everybody and anybody can see you when you go under the dining room table? A good hiding spot would be under a bed!
Well, not only had he stolen a wooden spoon. He had stolen my lady's favorite knife!
He ruined the spoon!!! Well, never to be one to pass up a good opportunity . . .
I picked out a good looking piece of spoon . . .
And took off as fast as I could. But alas, I always listen when my lady calls.
And for my good behavior, what do I get? That dad-blasted camera flash in my eyes. But, hey, I got my stick and she let me enjoy it for a while.
Good lady.
2 comments:
Glad you got to enjoy your stick! That dog in the house could sure learn some hiding places from you Tuffy! ;-)
for all his agrivating habbits, the dog does have his uses. Maybe you should use his cunning sneakiness. Use him to get the things you want, then he'll be blamed, you'll get the benefit of his actions, AND praise for being a "goodboy" to boot!
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