While I snuggled with Sis this morning, Bruce showed me this photo of a friend's dog. I could sooo relate. It seems Flounder was left alone for awhile, didn't appreciate it in the least, so he did what all hounds do to retaliate--he drug out the trash. All I can say is, at least he had fun.
I've come home to a few works of art like that and while it royally pisses me off, it also makes me laugh. Look at that face. Omg. Sooo busted.