Sometimes....

No, Chicco did not have to undergo surgery; she had not just returned from the vet´s for a shoulder operation. You see ... sometimes, just sometimes, we can really make a fool of ourselves, without even trying.

Guess whom we found in the kitchen in compromising tell-all position, when my love and I came back from a lush, streaming outside shower earlier tonight. Guess who was trying to get out through the kitchen door to avoid The Shame and Being Caught (the door had been bolted ajar, so no way a fully-grown Ridge-back cross can get through that) ... hmm, do we perhaps recognize this animal?

Now, we know that Chicco, from the time she was a pup, has had difficulty containing her food-gathering impulses ...but this time she got caught red-handed on candid camera ... The bin in question was found on the lounge room carpet (fortunately with only recyclables in it, so no Terrible Mess).

We just felt like extending her disgrace a bit by photographing her predicament and naming and shaming her on this blog...