Caught in the act! Consuming money. MONEY?! Really?
Otis, our self-asserted bonehead, was found eating coins in the hallway. Pennies, nickels and trembling quarters from my sacred laundry fund, were being funneled down like sour apple tooters.
Brash. Especially in this economy.
Evidently, organic Dog Chow is less appetizing than hardened nickel and copper.
I was going to scold, but realized he would eventually pay.
Literally.
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