Often, when we go out........we come back to a shambles.
The Golden has issues.
He's tall enough to reach the counters. That is a bad thing. I mean.....it's normal to leave things on the counter, right? Bread.... bowls of fruit.....candy.....whatever.
This evening we came back to a bazillion candy wrappers all over the floor. (I guess that's better than what he's done in the past. One time we came back to three pans - that had been used for that mornings' breakfast and left on the stove - on the carpet. The pans have been licked clean, the spatulas had been chewed up, and the wooden spoons were almost unrecognizeable.)
So, anyway....the candy.....most of it was lollipops...no chocolate, luckily. Unfortunately, it's given him gas. Really.....really.....bad.....gas.
Do you think he knows he was a bad boy?