Chewing Bones

Paula and Daniel went away for a while this afternoon. As usual when they leave us dogs alone at home, Mum and I were in the kitchen. We happened to be fortunate enough to open the door to the cupboard where the chewing bones are kept. It is a small wonder that I did not bark when Paula and Daniel got back home, but I was busy taking care of all the chewing bones that had fallen down on the floor. Somebody had to take some responsibility for them, and who were better for that task than Mum and me? However, Daniel and Paula were of a different opinion, they collected all the chewing bones and put them back into the cupboard. It shall be noted that very little were chewed on the bones, which goes to prove how responsible Mum and I are.