A little something to launch the weekend.
Anyone with a dog knows what a guilty dog looks like. My dog Buddy has a proclivity for shredding Kleenex when I leave him alone for more than five minutes. (He'd hurl himself on a fainting couch and weep into aforementioned Kleenex if he had opposable thumbs.) Forget all the bits of soggy tissue all over the floor. I know he's been into mischief the second I step through the front door based on how he greets me - no tail wagging, no enthusiastic leaps, just a wary look from down the hall, and a pathetic skulk onto his bed.
But this guy? This guy takes the cake. He made me laugh, I mean really laugh.
(And is it just me, or does this guy sound like Woody Harrelson?)
Thanks to the sublime ms kc dyer for this.