Just last week I wrote about my dog Zoe and her weirdness.

Well this week the proof is in the puddin'... no, that would have been something she could eat:  She and I are going to have a little chat about this:

Chewed cassette in her bed with things she is SUPPOSED to chew.
Chewed cassette in her bed with things she is SUPPOSED to chew.
Chewed cassette in her bed with things she is SUPPOSED to chew.

MOON: Well, I see you’ve been bad again.

ZOE: What? Me? What did I do?

MOON: You ate something you’re not supposed to.

ZOE: I don’t know anything about “not supposed to”. I am a dog, I can eat anything that’s on the floor.

MOON: No, you can’t. You don’t eat the edge of chairs, or the TV stand or the couch. They’re on the floor.

ZOE: Yeah, but I eat small stuff. You know, paper, bugs, dropped chips… I LOVE chips.

MOON:  Nop, no, no – you ate this. Mrs. Moon’s cassette she left on the floor.

ZOE: Her fault – shouldn’t have left it on the floor.

Mac McAnally Cassette
Mac McAnally Cassette
Mac McAnally Cassette

MOON:  But, look at it. It’s destroyed and some plastic is missing which means you ate plastic!

ZOE: Could have been worse. I could have gotten the tape. Then, I might have gotten a tape worm.  Ha-ha-ha… oops, sorry. Not funny. Oh, I see it is by Mac McAnally.  Let’s just  say I had a “Mac” attack.

 

The guilty dog.
The guilty dog.
The guilty dog.

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