A tragedy!
I left my beautiful angel hair on the counter to dry a little bit.
I thought I had it tucked far enough back that it won’t be in any danger. But I was wrong.
When I came back from writing my previous post, it was gone.
Here’s the culprit. Shame on you, Gunther. Shame.
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Oh NOOOOOOOO…bad dog Gunther! Did you give him a time out?
Did he even act guilty (he should, if not double time out!).
Of course he didn’t look guilty. He looked like he’d never left the living room.
“What? Your pasta is gone? That’s awful. If I see it, I’ll be sure to let you know.”
Ahhhhh…very very bad doggggg Gunther! (Don’t ever come teach my dog, Pansan. It is the way I know she has been BAD!…I would enter the house and there will be a dog lying down…”So sorry, I had done something I’m not so proud about.” Then I will have to go around the house to look for “evidence”!)