I got in trouble today. :(

Mom left me alone in the kitchen tonight with a full garbage can. How can she expect me to resist something so inviting as that? Anyway, it's not the first time I've gone through the garbage and nobody ever got very upset before, but I guess this time they had been doing some painting in the house and there were roller covers in the garbage with wet paint on them. Obviously, I didn't want to eat those, so I set them aside on the floor. It turns out Mom didn't want the kitchen floor painted pastel blue. Personally, I thought it looked pretty nice, but I guess it didn't appeal to her personal sense of style. She gave me the evil eye and I went and hid in the laundry room. Once she's over the initial pissy fit, I'm sure I can use my sad puppy face to make it all better. But I think maybe I should wait just a little while.

Luke