Cameron: Boy, are you guys in T-R-O-U-B-L-E! That was Jan's dish towel.
Marcus: Are you sure I did this? I don't recognize it.
Merci: How could anyone recognize it? It didn't look like that originally.
Marcus: Well, if no one recognizes it, there's no problem, is there?
Rusty: Oh, yes, there will be a big problem when Jan sees it..
Marcus: Isn't sewing a woman's work? How about you, Cyndi, can you sew?
Cyndi: I can shred with my claws, but I can't sew. Perhaps it's time you learn.
Marcus: Well, perhaps it's time Jan learns to not use a dishtowel as a napkin when she's eating barbecued chicken wings! It was just too tempting. I was hungry and I couldn't help myself.
Buddy: Oh, Marcus, you are a pup after my own heart. You can be a real pain, but you're a true Mini-Me and have such potential.
Sam: Actually, Marcus, if you want to live a life of crime, you need to learn to eat ALL the evidence. That's what I do and then Jan assumes she's misplaced whatever is missing.
Micah: You mean like the towel you ate the other day and then vomited up on the carpet covered in half-digested food? Yeah, that really worked.
Sam: Okay, so one time ... a couple of times the evidence has regurgitated. I'm getting older and I can't keep my plunder down like I used to. But you're young. You can eat anything.
Merci: Hey, guys, this is supposed to be a Thankful Thursday post. You've gotten off the subject. What are you thankful for today?
Sam: I'm thankful I'm not the one responsible for this.
Marcus: I'm thankful Jan hasn't seen this yet. Buddy, help me hide it!
Percy: I'm thankful these guys are not blood relatives of mine!
We are joining Pepi Smart Dog for the Thankful Thursday blog hop. And also the Thoughtless Thursday blog hop which is co-hosted by Ruckus the Eskie and Love is being owned by a husky .