So I'm not perfect after all, atleast thats what my dad tell me. Last nite I got in trouble, I just couldn't help myself. Dad was cooking something on the outside cooker and it smelled Sooooo good. SO, while my dads were watching a movie I sneaked into the kitchen and pull the goodstuff off the counter and tried to eat it. I guess it made a big noise when it hit the floor because I heard "what the heck was that!" coming from the front room. Next thing I know my dad was standing over me and yelling NO! I heard my dads talking saying they didn't know weather to scold me or praise me for finally doing a "dog" thing. Can you beleive it! Boy did I have them fooled. Ha Ha! My dads are such softies anyway, they let me snuggle up next to them on the couch. Boy do I have them wrapped around my little paw.