Maybe mortified is the proper term. He heard that 'monster' last nite once more before we went to bed. I banged on the ceiling and he whined. After all he did see what the 'monster' did to my slippers and he knows that he'd be one very hurtin' pup if he did that. Dang, the poor dog is scart that the monster will after him next!
I shouldn't laugh, but it is funny. Hubby should be setting traps and figuring out what kind of furry visitor we've been having today.
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