Naughty dog

Our little puppy, Daisy, loves chocolate. I hear dogs aren't supposed to have chocolate, so she doesn't get it, unless she does it on her own. The door to our basement doesn't latch very well, and somehow it didn't get latched the other day. All our Christmas loot was left in the family room. When I got home, I found my stocking torn apart. Daisy must have smelled the chocolate covered cinnamon bears, which were inside a plastic bag, inside a thin fabric bag, in the bottom of the stocking. She ate most of them. She was in so much trouble. She usually sleeps in the kids room at night, but that night she slept in her bed in the kitchen, with the gate up. She hardly whined all night because she knew she was in trouble. And, just so ya know - she is fine. The chocolate didn't hurt her at all. It's a good thing my mom is a seamstress and can repair the stocking.