I Was Framed, I Tell Ya!

It's all circumstantial evidence. The torn carpet pieces by the back door, carpet threads caught in my toe nail... but it wasn't me. Honest. I was just laying by the back door, minding my own business, protecting the house from rabid bunnies and low flying geese. Just doin' my job.

I must have dozed off, since the next thing I know, I wake up and the carpet is all torn up and there are pieces all around me. I barked to get MommaBear's attention and let her know what happened but when she saw the mess she assumed that it was me that did it. And you know what they say about "when you ass-u-me something". Well, I tried to tell her I was innocent. I even used my  cutest 'sad puppy' face - you know, the one with the droopy sad eyes and wrinkly forehead - but she wasn't buying it. She said she knew all about that cute little face and it wasn't going to work on her. And that she had 2 boys and knew that the harder they claim their innocence, the more guilty they are. She said a whole bunch of other things, too, but after a minute all I heard was "waah, waah, waah... waah, waah..."

Oh well. I know MommaBear still loves me and I haven't eaten the carpet since... well, not that particular spot, anyway. (Shhh)