Well, if you've ever read this blog then you're familiar with our little stinker, Powers. He is our four-year-old boxer.
And if you're familiar with boxers, then you know that they can be bad about getting into the trash while you're gone. (My boxer book says it's the one thing you can't train a boxer not to do.)Now, Powers has been pretty good about this lately but yesterday, Adam & I came home after work and saw a couple of pieces of clear wrapper on the floor in the living room. Small pieces, but it looked like bread wrapper. I made out the words "Roman Meal" on a small sliver of plastic. We couldn't figure out where the rest of the wrapper went or how he would get a loaf of bread since we keep it on top of the fridge (and our current loaf remains on top of the fridge) plus there were no crumbs so we chalked it up to an unsolved mystery.
Well, later that night, I was cleaning the couch and I lifted up a cushion and there, wedged behind the cushion and pillow, was a large, empty wrapper from a loaf of bread. Mind you, this was clearly not this week's bread...it was still on top of the fridge. But it was multi-grain bread...lots of fiber. So, we guessed that Powers had just went to town and ate the whole loaf of bread at some point during the day and then HID the evidence (actually buried the evidence).
Well, that night, we got ready to get in bed (upstairs...away from the kitchen & sofa) and we pulled back the comforter and there, underneath the covers, were bread crumbs everywhere. Powers had taken the multi-grain bread and eaten it in our bed, UNDER THE COVERS! What a little sneaky sneaky stinker. We laughed pretty hard about his ingenuity and decided that we'll have to watch Baby Jennings' stuff around him before it starts disappearing too!
And where the bread came from? The world may never know.