The Dog Did It

When we returned from church today, I noticed something on the floor.  It was this…..my granddaughter’s pacifier.  Oh, oh…..there could only be one guilty party.  Our dog, Fresca had obviously been a busy girl while we were gone.

When confronted with the evidence, Fresca tried not to make eye contact with us…a sure sign of her guilt.  Then she tried a different tactic.  She tried smiling at us.  It’s a cheesy grin that she somehow comes up with when she has done something wrong and knows that she has and she wants to distract us.

We showed Mika what had happened to her pacifier.  She was as shocked as we were.  The look of horror on her face was priceless.  The betrayal of it all!  How could her furry little friend take something so dear to her and obliterate it?  That was not a nice thing to do at all.

Her response was pretty immediate.  Scrunching up her face, she started to cry.  Oh, it was a sad day.  Luckily, Mika is getting much better at getting her fist to her mouth and sucking on it so I don’t think it will be too traumatic or stunt her psyche.  Yes, Mika will survive.

The pacifier is another story.  It is going in the trash.  I imagine we’ll be seeing the rest of it when it eventually makes its way through the dog’s digestive system.  As my mom would say, “That’ll larn ya” to leave things on the floor.

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