Monday, February 1, 2010

Jan 31, 2010
You know with kids and dogs that when it's quiet, they are up to no good. What's classic here is that Zoe left Ginger holding the bag. Zoe is the dog that goes into my bathroom and pulls the toilet paper off the roll, not Ginger. Sure, Ginger enjoys the spoils, but she's not bright enough to put together the plan.

Notice how Zoe is not pictured. I think she heard me ask where they were and decided to hide. I can only hope that she never figures out that the toilet paper in the guest bath is the same as the toilet paper in my bathroom. 'cause then I'd have to remember to close that door too!

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