San Francisco Sourdough…GONE!
When I got home today, I was greeted by the usual happy arfies. They were dancing around, wagging their tails, and doing little skippy dances as I tried to wedge myself past them to get through the door. Suddenly, Murphy acted as if he was trying to put himself on time out again, a behavior he did last year after doing something naughty during my absence. As I rounded the corner, this is what I found…a chewed up piece of plastic bag, minus the loaf of sourdough bread that was in it when I had been home at lunch. Guess what, Murphy didn’t get any dinner either. Oh the bloat of it all!
What is he carb loading for?
murphysdoglaw 
Dear Murphy,
I am sorry you have to keep teaching your human the same lesson over and over again. Please be patient with her – you know what they say about teaching dogs new tricks! She will learn in time. Once a counter surfer, always a counter surfer.
Love,
Auntie Michele
Mom I am carb loading for Bark in the Park duh!!! I need to build up for my offering to the Police officers as I cross the street.
— for the parade of fools obviously!
GOOD JOB MURPH!!!! I taught you well! Next step.. whole rotisserie chickens…
I’m so glad it was you tody big brother!! For once, I am not the naughty dog today! I was secretly laughing when you were being scolded! Next time, share with me please!
Oh Murph, the shame of it all and just think, no pasta to go with it.
No dinner and no biscuit!
Love Auntie Jackie