  last night my housemate made two pumpkin pies for his work's thanksgiving potluck that was today. this morning he got up and no pumpkin pies. pumpkin pies, get off me?! they were no longer on the counter but rather were spread all over the front room of the house with a very contended dog nearby. he ate two whole fucking pies over night! and of course the owner says, 'isn't that cute, he ate the pies, guess you can't blame him, he's just a dog. ' SHUT THAT FUCKING DOG UP! 
