livingwithalab

As I’ve posted before, Allie is as sweet as can be, but she is not the sharpest knife in the drawer.  It’s no matter to us – what she lacks in intelligence, she makes up with curiosity. 

One night I had finished a can of Coke, and had thrown it in the small bathroom garbage can instead of carrying it downstairs to the kitchen garbage can.  Well, the next morning, our “retriever” came sauntering down the stairs carrying the crushed Coke can.  She tried to hide the can because she knew that she was doing wrong, but we caught her red-handed (or is that red-pawed?).  She had the look of a kid caught with its hand in the cookie jar!  I went upstairs to find the garbage can flipped over and garbage strewn about on the floor.  We didn’t need Gil Grissom from CSI to investigate – Allie was conspicuously guilty.  Guilty or not, it was a funny incident, but from that moment on, all food wrappers and containers are taken downstairs to be thrown away.

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