Jailed!

I was bad.  I spent a few hours in "solitary."  But it was worth it.

My person leaves her bagpipe case within easy reach, on a bench in the entry.  Man, what a temptation.  The smells that come out of that thing are tantalizing.  If only I could get the case open, a world of delights would await me.  There are pockets on the side, however, just above nose level.  Tempting.  I would like a little credit here, for being good MOST of the time, because I really love the piper and I don't want to upset her.  But on this particular day, the urge was too strong.  

In one of the pockets is a particularly delightful treat.  It says "REEDS" on it.  They are crunchy little savory morsels, perfect for chewing.  They do have a little copper tube in the middle, but not to worry, it goes down easy!  I managed to pull the whole case down, and luck put the reed pocket within easy reach.  There were several boxes in there, so I decided to go for the one that says "Band Reeds."  For some reason, that one was particularly pungent, with many different saliva smells.  I chewed open the box and spread my bounty all over the carpet.  I wanted to roll my body all over them and bask in the glory of my achievement.  I managed to give some of them a good chew, when my heart stopped.  Instant adrenaline!  The Door!  OMG she's home early!

I tried, I really did, to look like nothin' was goin' on.  But I think she noticed the reeds spread all over the floor.  "Hannnnaaaaaaahhhhhhh!  Oh My God!  What have you Done?"  Then her face contorted and I RAN for the dog door.  I don't know where I was thinking I would go after that.  She knows her way around this place pretty good.  Nowhere to hide.  Anyway, she got me while I was half way out.  I let out a yelp.  She picked me up, stomped over to the scene of the "crime," called me a bad dog (I hate it when she does that...), and encouraged me strongly to get in my crate.  Dang.  Is $500 a lot of money?

The next part was pretty funny.  She got on all fours with her you know what in the air, and started looking at the reeds, one by one, real close.  She found MOST of the ones I'd been chewing and crunched them up on the floor, like she was putting out a cigarette.  Angrily.  Then she left the house.  After putting her case up on the dining table.

Hours went by.  Finally she came home and let me out.  I could have been really mad, but I acted like I was happy to see her anyway.  It's what dogs do.

That's all for today.

Hannah