My grandmother once had a dog who brought home an entire birthday cake. Icing still on it. Whole. And in his mouth. To this day my grandmother has no idea where he got it.
(By the by, I've been meaning to comment on your journal for awhile now. I quite enjoy reading your entries, not to mention the sporadic fics. ...Tho, admittedly, I wish sporadic was more of a everyday occurence. Hee.)
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(By the by, I've been meaning to comment on your journal for awhile now. I quite enjoy reading your entries, not to mention the sporadic fics. ...Tho, admittedly, I wish sporadic was more of a everyday occurence. Hee.)