Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A Case of Mistaken Identity

Someone who shall remain nameless just walked past the desk, absent-mindedly tossed me a Milk Bone, and started to hand a Milky Way to Babyface.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

mmm, mistaken for the dog, huh? I guess that's preferable to being taken for the furniture!

Sam said...

Either he ate far too many Milky Ways already or he needs a whack on the back of the head like a beast. "Bad Dog, No Biscuit"
(your choice on what the biscuit can represent...)

Denise said...

Much on his mind?

Packrat said...

That is hysterical! Would love to have seen the look on your face.