Monday, December 23, 2013

Christmas Cookie Carnage

It started innocently enough.  The dog went downstairs first, as usual, to wait by the back door while we all got ready.

Then we heard noises.  The Coffee Queen went downstairs and caught the dog in the act: fully one-third of the gingerbread cookies had been eaten.  The cookies she'd spent all last night decorating.  She even ate the wax paper.

Oh the horror!

If only we had a literal doghouse.  In the dog's defense, they are really good cookies.

Where's Ulysses when you need him?

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