Beattie was very badly behaved today.  It happened at lunchtime.  I made A her lunch as she is still off work because of her tooth trouble.  All she wanted to eat was some bread and Marmite as it is easy to chew!  I carried the plate of bread and Marmite through to the lounge and set it down on the arm of the chair and called A through from the conservatory. 

My eyes had only left the plate for a few moments, but it was enough time for the dog!  When I turned back and looked at her her nose was uncomfortably close to the plate!

'Get away from there!' I ordered.  She turned to face me, rather startled at my tone of voice.  When I looked at her all I noticed was the half slice of bread protruding, guiltily from her chops!  In another second, the bread had disappeared completely, with no chewing! 

'Beattie!' I yelled, even louder.  A had just come through the door, and, sizing up the situation, grabbed Beattie before she could escape and dumped her in her crate for a 'time out'!

Naughty girl!  She was literally in the dog house today!