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Busted

It wasn't me, I wasn't there, she (Sorrel) egged me on, how can you tell ?





Franklin has been back to his old ways of counter surfing,well not so much counter although he was caught lifting a half bag of sugar of the side -not good if your diabetic. It has been more like surfing around the kitchen looking in open cupboards and under worktop storage. Yesterday he had a packet of beetroot half eaten by the time I got to him, he didn't realise there would be tell tell signs of pink juice on his paws - caught you in the act Franklin.

Today I came into the kitchen to find the big bag of flour which sits at the end of the isle counter had been attacked, bits of torn off brown paper around it. Now I would of blamed Sorrel and Franklin would of let her be blamed if it wasn't for the white tell tell signs. now when you add flour and saliva you get a kind of glue like substance which requires lots of licking, the photos show as his head kept moving. better luck next time Franklin!

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