I have some really bad news. Terrible news, really. It appears that sometime while I was away at work, my beloved dog must have sneaked out of the house and got himself into some serious trouble. Iām really not sure what to do, so Iām hoping someone here can provide some guidance or advice.
From the evidence I found on my carpet this evening, I can only conclude that my dog most likely ate a Hawaiian. I donāt mean a Papa Johnās specialty pizza, I mean an actual Hawaiian. I came home to find this on the floor:
The crime
The thing is, as far as Iām aware I do not own, have never owned, nor have I even considered owning a purple plastic lei. Or a lei of any color, for that matter. Yet here is the evidence of the crime, sitting on my carpet. Heās an indoor dog, so perhaps he climbed out a window and performed the dastardly deed while I was at the office.
In dismay, I sternly called for Labowski, 100 pounds of black lab trouble. He knew if he did the crime, he was gonna have to do the time.
Awaiting punishment
That is, if he could be convicted. He played innocent, of course, giving me his āWho, me? Look at how innocent I am, how could you think I could do something so bad? Iām hurt, how could you think that!ā
It wasnāt me
He thought he got away with it. But although he could protest his innocence to me, he wasnāt able to fool his stomach later in the evening. Of course, once he started feeling really sick he just couldnāt help shoving his face right into mine. āHeeeeeelp meeeeā.
Uuuugh Iām dying
Seriously, though, that damn dog. I have no idea where he found a lei. Iām putting my house up for sale, so I just had the carpets cleaned and everything. Most of the things are even moved out of the house, so thereās no clutter around at all! Iām seriously baffled. If anyone can find trouble, though, itās this dog.