The Dog In Me Makes Me Do It

Mom was sitting at her computer the other day downloading pictures from her camera when she saw me at the door wanting to come in. That is something I do quite often is go in and out, in and out. Sometimes Mom gets annoyed by this but if I could let myself in and out there would be no problem. I'm thinking doggie door! Hello.... Mom..... did you hear me? Doggie Door! Anyway, back to my story. So, Mom lets me in and I run straight to her bedroom and jump on her bed. No this isn't good so off I go to my toys. Sniff...sniff... Hummmmm. I went over to where Mom was on her computer and started crying because I was not sure what to do with this tasty morsel I had in my mouth. Mom looked down and said, " Trooper what's the matter? Why are your crying? So, I showed her and opened my mouth and dropped it at her feet. Well, she started screaming Yuk, Trooper what is that? It doesn't have a head! It was a mouse that I got from the cat. Barney gave it to me but I didn't know that I wasn't supposed to bring it in the house. Mom was all upset and took it away from me and put it in the trash. Oh well, I am a dog after all. That's what we dogs do. The next best thing to dead mice are Dad's dirty socks. Yummy! Mom gets disgusted with that too and will not let me take them to bed. This morning I woke up bright and early and to Mom's dismay I had one of Dad's dirty socks on the bed. I really do try to please her but the dog in me makes me do it!