Ooops, I was a bad dog!

Mommy let me and Scout outside while she was cutting up chicken and getting ready to make dinner. We barked when we were ready to come in.

I ran in first, and while Mommy let Scout in, I ate the chicken that was on the counter.

Mommy said, Bandit! You bad dog!

Gee, Mommy. I'm sorry. I thought you made me a snack!

Mommy was not happy with me. She had to find more chicken in the freezer and unfreeze it before she could cook dinner.

Just so you know, uncooked chicken does not taste as good as cooked chicken. But it tastes better than dog food.

Since I was already a bad dog, I went upstairs and ate a sock.

Love,
Bandit

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