Oliver went through my bag this morning and

scarfed my peanut butter pretzels.  Grrrrr.

Nikolai tried to pretend he didn't know about it.

"I'm just a cute baby, Mommy."

Connie just sat at my feet and gave me the

"well, what did you expect from a dog" look.

Well, at least it wasn't chocolate.
Now if I could only convince Nikolai not
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I continue to feed my niece's virtual puppy on Facebook. You know it's bad when you catch yourself thinking, "Well, the spaniel would like a bouncy ball, but the Boston would prefer a tug toy." Must discuss with the therapist.

 
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This morning, while waiting in line at the Dunkin Donuts, the guy behind me asks, "Do you sell soda here?"  No, moron, it's a Dunkin Donuts.  If you want soda, go across the street to the McDonalds.

Then, later in the day, I got the only McDonalds employee who can't use a McFlurry machine.  Where do they find these people?  Caves in Antarctica?