Originally posted by Katie
Last night my dog cracked me up. I got home late from tae kwon do, around 8ish. I was on the phone with hubby and had my sandwich in my lap. The crafty little dog grabbed half my sandwich and ran like h@ll. So I only got to eat half my sandwich. I didn't have anymore lunch meat. She looked so innocent after doing it, and was eyeing the other part of the sandwich after she grapped the first half.
When I was a freshman in highschool my parents had a little Min Pin. He was tiny but a PIG. Once I had a pint of Ben and Jerry's and was chowing down on the couch. The phone ran and I set down my ice cream to go answer it. When I got back into the living room my ice cream was GONE! The little crapper had gotten it and dragged the entire pint out the doggie door and was enjoying his little snack on the back porch.
Once he came running through the living room and out the doggie door with a burrito in his mouth. My brother came running down about 30 seconds later and wasn't very happy. Apparenlty the same type of thing happened. My brother made a microwave burrito and took it to his room, left it on his bed while he went to the bathroom and the dog took advantage of the opportunity.
That damned doggie door was his escape route too!