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No Regrets, No Morals, No Confession – It’s A Mystery

No regrets

No Regrets

No regrets.

I made some ham and cheese sliders.

I ate two.

The Grown Son, on his way out the door, grabbed a few as well.

I got a phone call.

When my call was done, I went to wrap up the sandwiches to save for the rest of the family.

There were none.

What?

If I had two, and the Grown Son grabbed maybe three or four, there should be a whole lot left over.

The suspect?

A very large, very hairy, four-legged thief.

Who has no morals and no regrets.

And who loves to counter surf.

Blue denied everything, of course.

However, her claims of innocence were accompanied by lots of tail wagging and an ecstatic grin.

In the morning, she didn’t want her breakfast.

I’m certain her belly continued to be quite full of ham and cheese sliders.

She’s still not talking.

I’m still suspicious.

The mystery deepens…

Liz Brenner

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I Got Played By The Dog

I Got Played

I Got Played By the Dog

I got played by the dog.

Blue has been with us for two months.

She is settling in nicely.

Last night, at about 5:00, she did a happy dance by her bowl.

It was time for dinner.

She ate voraciously, as if she hadn’t been fed in a week.

Soon after she finished eating, Bob walked in and said, “I already fed her.”

Seriously?

I got played by the dog.

She manipulated Second Dinner out of me.

I sat her down and explained that she will destroy her girlish figure if she keeps this up.

She just smiled and wagged.

She has no regrets.

She’ll do it again if she gets the chance.

She won’t get the chance.

I’m on to her now.