Yesterday when Sonny and I went out to take care of morning chores there was a half a loaf of bread sitting on the kitchen counter. When we returned there was an empty torn up bread bag laying on the floor looking as though it had been a tug of war toy. Not one piece of crust or even a crumb was left behind of the bread loaf. They had been completely vacuumed up leaving that area of the kitchen floor looking cleaner than the rest.
Sonny and I eyed the two culprits.
They wagged their tails and panted with a half smile, showing pieces of white bread still stuck between their teeth.
I glared at them while pointing at the shredded bread bag and yelled, “Who did that?!” The panting half smiles were instantly replaced with a look of innocence.
I stared angrily at Ruby asking, “did you do that?” Her big brown doggy eyes looked up at me as if to say “It wasn’t me,” then she glanced over at Dakota, dimeing her out.
Dakota had no defense. Oh yea, she was definitely the one that grabbed the bag from the counter. Her legs are much longer than Ruby’s and the loaf of bread was not near the edge. Paws had to be placed on the lip of the counter and a long neck stretched out before a set of canine teeth could grasp it. The facts are clear on who the thief was, but that does not put Ruby in the clear. I have no doubt there was a lot of coaching from the sidelines. Once the bag hit the floor it was a free for all. No innocent dogs here.
Jugement was set and they were sentenced to the mud room without cookies. Ruby still claims innocence and you can see that she is not happy by her expression in the photo. Bad dogs!