Yeah, I know my younger person is coming home. He comes home every weekend.
He’s not going away again in a couple days?
He’s here for a whole month?
Oh oh – I mean, yay, he’ll be here for a whole month.
Hmm. He yells at me when I try to pull mischief on my person. What to do? What to do?
I’m going to have to get sneakier with my mischief. It’s hard enough now when I keep getting locked up in dog jail.
Now I’ve got to work even harder.
First, let’s see.
My younger person always has food around. There’s got to be a way to get some of it.
How can I get at that food without him seeing me?
Want the fry! Want the fry!
Oh please, hurry and give me that.
Can’t you see I’m drooling here?
I can already taste it.
I don’t believe it!
He ate it.