All I really wanted was that Ghirardelli caramel chocolate, a few squares to calm my nerves and sooth my soul after a hard days work. The weird thing was it wasn’t where I could have sworn I put it on top of the DVD rack. ‘Strange’ I thought to myself…”I’m going crazier than usual.”

It was then that I noticed the shred of golden wrapper on the floor. 

“Fuck, it can’t be!” I thought. For one thing the top of the DVD rack is about three feet off the floor, how on earth would a one foot high dog get up there and into the middle of the rack to get the chocolate. And all this without disturbing anything that was on top of the rack!

Further investigation however identified the culprit as he had taken his spoils to a quiet corner to indulge. He had however very thoughtfully left me the last row, perhaps to try and appease my obvious chagrin at being deprived my chocolate. Yet somehow three pieces of caramel filled milk chocolate with a glistening layer of dog drool somehow didn’t appeal to me. Sadly I tossed it in the garbage and gnawed on a banana. I need to get a safe for my chocolate, and maybe an electric fence as well…

 

Chocolate? What chocolate?