It was MY SANDWICH! It didn’t have a moist-maker or anything, but it was MY SANDWICH!
So I made myself a ham and cheese sandwich for lunch, poured a glass of milk and brought it to the living room to eat while I watch Desperate Housewives. Just as I was about to sit down Collin started to wake up from his nap. I sat down the sandwich and glass of milk and walked to get Collin. As we walked out of his room I saw Carly, not on her bed, where she belongs. Yes. I came down the hall just in time to see Carly finishing my entire sandwich!
Because Carly ate my first sandwich, I obviously had to make a second sandwich. Ugh… I love my dog and all but geez, it was my sandwich!
Her and Collin planned that I'm sure of it. They made a deal, Collin helped her get a sandwich and Collin gets to ride Carly like a pony when he is a little bigger.
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha!! I must laugh both at the post and at Brad's comment.
ReplyDeleteThat was actually me who left that last comment. Stupid automatic log in.
ReplyDeleteI must hand it to Mr. Never Writes in his blog. I think he hit the nail on the head with his comment. You've been hustled for your sandwich.
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