This is why we can't have nice things. Or pets.
By Adventures in Paradise on December 09, 2013
"Did ANYONE feed the dog?"Our neighbors must think our dog is clinging to the brink of starvation (he's not, trust me) based on the nightly ritual we go through to determine when the last time was that the dog ate:"Uuuhhhh. I don't think so.""Max did!""No I didn't, Dad did.""So he's eaten?""Yes.""No.""I have no idea."The dog sits on the kitchen floor, looking up hopefully. Tail wagging. . . .