A Bad Dog…

My wife just sent me this message about discovering the dogs had been through the Christmas presents under the tree. I thought it was amusing enough to share.

“I heard something move downstairs. Thinking it might be the postman, I went downstairs (knowing I hadn’t heard the gate), but instead I found Pudding acting very mysteriously, Heze looking away from me, and a box that had been moved and a licked truffle on the floor (I had to check it wasnt a small poo).”

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