The Great Pizza Heist of ’14

The Great Pizza Heist of ’14

So one time, I was day dog-sitting two sick dogs of a regular client, Mia and Sienna. Before I left my house, I packed a cold pizza lunch (one of my favorites) and soda. I left for the house and spent the morning reading, drawing, and studying without incident. Lunchtime rolled around and the pizza starred calling to me. I got up and extracted my lunch from the fridge and set it down on the kitchen counter. Just then, another call came to me that may or may not have been related to the empty can of Dr Pepper on the table. I left the slice sitting on the counter in its plastic bag and headed for the bathroom.
I wasn’t gone two minutes, but when I came out, Mia, the quieter of the two dogs, was huddled in the laundry room with a mask of impending doom and guilt fitted on her face as she looked up at me. I continued to the kitchen to find Sienna happily inhaling the last of my lovely pizza.
To this day, I have no idea how a short beagle-mix was able to nick the pizza bag off the tall kitchen counter (Michaela’s note: it is about 3 feet off the ground) and reduce my beloved and much anticipated lunch to nothing more than a spread of sad little crumbs on the kitchen floor.

Michaela’s note: Caroline responded perfectly to this situation. She ended up calling the owner and the owner informed her that this is not the first time Sienna has eaten an entire pizza. The owner was pleased to see that Sienna was eating after she was so sick……..but not necessarily the food she was supposed to be eating.