the age old excuse

I had something written that I was going to share but my dog ate it.
She really did.
She is a moose.
She can reach things that I don't think she possibly can.
She waits until I leave and then she strikes.

It was my fault.
I wrote something, spur of the moment, on the back of an empty macaroni & cheese packet.
The words must have been palatable with that awful powdered cheese.