The other day, Jordan (my son) and I were in the living room watching TV. I heard a noise in the kitchen and KNEW it had to be my food hound (affectionately called Newmie). I asked Jordan if he would go and peek to see what Newman was getting into. Jordan eased around the corner and started screaming! I panicked and heard Newmie bolt to my bedroom. When I jumped up and got to the top of the stairs that lead to my room, I almost fell over laughing.
Newmie was standing in my room and in his mouth in a death grip was a whole, brand-new LOAF OF BREAD!!
Newmie had the saddest look on his face when he realized he had been caught.
It was like he was saying, "Mom, PLEASE don't take my bread!!" Regrettably, he had to give up the bread and now the new loaf resides ON TOP of the fridge.
He's such a silly boy!
shawn
Newmie was standing in my room and in his mouth in a death grip was a whole, brand-new LOAF OF BREAD!!
He's such a silly boy!
shawn