…no?
Well ours is.
To date, he’s snatched 3 jars of peanut butter, 3 dozen Krispe Kreme doughnuts, 2 loaves of bread, a full pack of Combo pretzels, a roll of saltine crackers, a bowlful of pork & beans, and a prenatal vitamin.
It all happens innocently enough….
Usually I…uh..I mean..one of us…will be munching merrily on a snack or making a sandwhich - and absentmindedly lay it down on the counter or the coffee table. Then, I…uh…one of us…will forget about said snack.
Later on, we’ll be outside, innocently enjoying ourselves, knowing full well that the dog has chosen to laze around indoors…and it will hit us. Kevin and I will look at each other in horror, and, in unison, proclaim “PUP PUP!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!”. Then there will be a mad cartoon-esque dash indoors where we’ll spy a happy…but full…Pup Pup, creeping stealthily back to his spot for a nap.
Normally he leaves no trace of his misdeeds, other than a smeer of peanut butter on his ear or a piece of plastic fluttering through the living room….but, HA, this time I caught him.
I caught him in the very act.
And what did I do?
Stood back and laughed.
Fo’ shame.
