Someone got a little bored in the garage today.  It turns out that a houseguest closed the garage door with the dog on the wrong side of it.  I had an early morning meeting at Keller Williams and wasn’t home to notice that 7 lbs. of attitude went missing.  Al eventually noticed it was a little too quiet around the house and found him.

It seems that Little brown dog didn’t take lightly to his “wrong side of the door” predicament and began a reign of terror on inanimate objects that included plastic bags, boxes of receipts, cardboard, paper and a bag of durabond drywall compound in powdered form.  The dog basically antiqued himself.

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I am not ashamed of what I have done….at all.

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No one will notice this, I am sure.

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or this…

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or my white head.

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I am exhausted from my reign of terror and will cop a squat….right here.  Right next to the real estate files my mom doesn’t know that I shredded.

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I did the crime and now I will do the time.

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2 Responses to “When Good Dogs Go Bad”

  1. Sarah Cooper says:

    I saw these in Flickr and was just on pins and needles waiting for the story!!

  2. ROFLMAO!…AND a good thing I put my “Summit Pilsner” down and swallowed before I read this.

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