Out of Retirement

[Lab Dad]

Jack and the foster have the run of the house. Bud Monster is crated as he surfs and snatches. Was gone for maybe ninety minutes and returned to find four shredded trail mix wrappers on top of a bunch of seed in the dining room by the kitchen doorway. where did they come from? After some heavy thinking Wife deduces the trail mix was in a travel bag in the dining room corner from our trip last June. Neither of us remembered it was there. I thought it was empty.

The top suspect was already in protective custody so could not be him unless he has learned how to work opposing spring loaded latches.

Showed a wrapper to the foster. She sniffed it. A wrapper. Why are you showing me an empty wrapper?

Showed it to Jack. He turned away rapidly and walked into the living room ears back. He turned to look to see where I was I waved the wrapper at him and he went into the bedroom. Can't punish him for it. It was where he could get it.

The ol' pirate still has it. 6 months of walking past a tantelizing scent finally wore him down.

While questioning the other two, Buddy cleaned up the rest of the trail mix. So helpful.

[Sophiesmama]

Hahaha! My son's Skittles met the same fate last night!

[Sams Mom]

I like how helpful Buddy was with the clean-up.

[Campfire_Dog]

Jack hope you enjoyed it but there are raisons in Trail Mix.. I hope they were small bags. Hope Jack is a big dog. Best Wishes.
Judy and Jack