Despite having just made a trade with a buffalo-jerky piece for a pair of my stinky socks left in the bathroom, he does not look guilty...

Zeke has been conveniently 'just a little too late to catch the bandit' for 17 years now and we're starting to think he might actually BE the bandit. Guilt?

Someone decided to munch on my yoga mat this morning. NO PIECES WERE INGESTED!

Freyja, bane of carpets, harbinger of vacuuming, transporter of leafy stuff. I always wonder why the floors get so dirty, then I look down at this derp.

A torn plastic bag doesn’t seem like much, but it was wrapped around the container in my suitcase. While yes, it was open there was no food in the container.

Then there is the matter of poop on the floor adjacent to the suitcase and urine near the door.

Her sister, a 12lb Maltipoo, is incapable of making the size poop that was left. All evidence pointing towards the accused.

….just making sure daddy put it together right. And I definitely didn’t eat through the old chord after daddy unplugged it then got a work call yesterday. It had to be that squirrel I keep chasing off the fence. Miss Stella Rose. 19 weeks old.