We went out to run some errands.
When we got back home, Shelby was exceptionally good in not barking.
Hmmmm.
The coffee table looked okay.
It wasn't until a few minute later that we could hear her, sitting on her chair, eating something that was crunching.
That little furball was finishing off a packet of graham crackers!
Was she ever in trouble!
Ken
Count Ostoja Rises from his Grave
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*Count Ostoja with skewers through his tongue and palm*
*“1926 – Burial of Polish mystic and chicken mesmerizer Count R. Ostoja,
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