OREO (Double Stuff)



	So today... I get home after working 9-3 and the damn dog is SHUT in my room. The door will shut itself, as its not balanced or whatever, so he was in here, and it shut. She never thought to look for him, or let him out. Whatever. So I go to let him out and he's all happy slappy to see me, as dogs are when you get home and they have been locked up all day... When I notice, a box of OREOS (double stuffed) on the floor. EMPTY. We just got groceries (and the oreos) yesterday. O M G. I FLIP thinking the dog is going to die... I get online and look it up and apparently they have such a SMALL amount of ACTUAL chocolate, he should be fine... So then I go chasing him aroudn with the package trying to beat his ass... Funny how a naughty basset can run faster than me! Damn dog. Anyway later I go to pee. And there is what I THOUGHT was "Shit" on the toilet seat. I am thinking OH HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL no, because the ONLY Person home was Destiny adn WHY The fuck was she in MY BATHROOM??? Then I realize its not shit. Its OREO. Bosco did not have milk, so... well... yeah. On the bright side, there are no more oreos (double stuffed) to tempt me :)

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