Ugh

I have no picture for this entry. I guess I could take a picture of Pat's disgust, but instead I'll just tell you what happened. Yesterday, in light of our ridiculously warm weather which is causing the roads to melt and consequently ice, Pat came home early. It was a real surprise and treat for all of us at home! Pat came home to find me chipping away at the ice around the garage in an effort to create a trough for the mass of melting water that was flowing right under the garage doors, into the garage itself. We worked on several ditches to move the water away from the garage and house before we thought we'd take a puppy out to Pat's shop to let his boss see him. We had thawed a couple of T-bone steaks for lunch, so Pat got them all spiced up, turned the grill on to warm up and off we went. We left Bella in the house while we took 2 puppies and Rowdy to the shop. While the puppies were super sweet and tried their hardest to secure a home for themselves, Pat's boss has decided the timing just isn't right. We packed the pups up and came home. When we came in the house, Pat asked me where the steaks were. I looked at him with my "what?" look and said that I didn't know. His keen hunting skills were employed next as he carefully followed a minute blood trail that led him right to Bella's bed. There was very little evidence left that she had indeed jumped up and took both T-bones from the counter and took them to her spot and inhaled every bit, including the bones. She seemed quite happy with herself, and since we didn't catch her in the act, it was difficult to try and discipline her for it. We hoped that her stomach would do the work, but as we watched her the rest of the evening, it seemed that her tummy was just as happy. How annoying. I guess we learned our lesson.