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Hear me out

Dear Diary,

Before you rush to judgment, I can explain.

It wasn’t me.

I was stretching my hamstrings.

It was Joey.

Wha – where am I? How did I get on the counter?

It was Pogo. Or Bandit. I don’t know which one – does it matter?

I thought I saw a raccoon up there.

Addie and Gracie say they do this all the time.

This is totally the way we do things where I come from.

I was walking by and heard a noise.

I’m just a widdle puppy dog.

I didn’t do it.
pickles12-23-13

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About pickleslp

My name is Pickles, and I'm a Great American Mutt. I like just about everything, including a good nap!

2 responses »

  1. We admit it—we told you everything there is to know about counter surfing. But we TOLD you not to get caught at it—it makes our mom very upset!

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  2. We wish we could counter surf but Mom never leaves anything good up there so we gave up. Counter surfing is for when mom brings us to stores with treats. That is the best!

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