Apple thief

So there was a bag of apples (6-8 of them) that had been sitting on the counter for a couple weeks.  Didn't think much about it, till Brian came down for work and found the bag on the floor and the apples having met a grisly fate down to the next-to-last fruit.  Now I need to add here that there is perhaps a 2-hour window between the time I feed the dogs, pet and play with them, let them out, then leave and the time Brian comes downstairs.  So in a two-hour period, with her tummy already full of breakfast, the munchkin decided to go counter surfing.  If am sure Kodo helped with the slaughter once the apples were already on the floor- he is only human canine after all, and apple pieces are one of the favorite snacks for both of them.  But still, pretty impressive consumption capabilities.  AND a cast iron stomach- nobody seems to have gotten the slightest bit sick from all this.

Tali and I had a serious conversation that evening about how, now that she is nearly two years old and a mature adult, this silliness must become a thing of the past.  She was smiling, wiggling, and panting up at me the whole time I was lecturing her, and leaning on me for butt-scratches so that means she listened to every word and took it to heart.  Right.....?  :)