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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