Potato Thief

Anyone who has ever had a pet has had them get into stuff. Dogshame is an entire internet subculture based around it. (If you don’t know what this is, Google it now.)

My mother left some groceries on the floor. My nosy chubby-butt dog went through and found some potatoes. These were not little side dish potatoes. These were soup potatoes about the size of my 25 pound dog’s head.

He ate half of one potato and split half of the second one with his sister. The third, which he left intact, was delivered while my mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table and she was telling me this story. He dropped it on the floor in front of us like he was saying, “Guys look what I found! It’s awesome. You want some?” Bless his heart.

Listening To: It's Time by Imagine Dragons