Sthronds
<font color=blue>I can't make pancakes. It's just
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I love Shortbread. I can't resist the stuff. Thank goodness I don't get it very often. My friend sent me some from England and I was so excited! I opened one of the packages and broke off a little piece. Yum! I had a little more, and a little more, but I was not going to eat the whole package at one time.
I was sitting on the floor, playing my x-box (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) battling fierce squirrels and trying to get Oompa Loompas to do what I want them to do. (yes, I'm a grown woman) My cookies were beside me on the floor (in the wrapper). Oreo (my dog) was sleeping in her little bed, totally oblivious to the fact that I was eating a cookie (or so I thought). All of a sudden, the phone rang, so I paused the game and answered the phone. It was my mom and she was having trouble with her computer, so I slipped on my shoes and went to her aid since I live right next door. I forgot all about the cookies. About 10 minutes later, I came home to find Oreo sleeping by the heater. I went back to my X-box and noticed that the shortbread wrapper was sitting there empty. I looked around and found the remains of her feast. The dog ate my shortbread.
Instead of punishing her, I wrapped up the few pieces that were left and figure I'll give them to her tonight. 
I was sitting on the floor, playing my x-box (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) battling fierce squirrels and trying to get Oompa Loompas to do what I want them to do. (yes, I'm a grown woman) My cookies were beside me on the floor (in the wrapper). Oreo (my dog) was sleeping in her little bed, totally oblivious to the fact that I was eating a cookie (or so I thought). All of a sudden, the phone rang, so I paused the game and answered the phone. It was my mom and she was having trouble with her computer, so I slipped on my shoes and went to her aid since I live right next door. I forgot all about the cookies. About 10 minutes later, I came home to find Oreo sleeping by the heater. I went back to my X-box and noticed that the shortbread wrapper was sitting there empty. I looked around and found the remains of her feast. The dog ate my shortbread.
Instead of punishing her, I wrapped up the few pieces that were left and figure I'll give them to her tonight. 

Basically, the way my dogs see it, if it's within their reach (and even if it isn't sometimes) it's fair game! 
