I have almost nothing but fond memories of our dog. He's been a fun loving and loyal companion since we got him about a year and a half ago... Or, so I thought. After a very late night at work I came home to find the sneaky bastard try to make moves on my wife. It's a canine revolution. I don't know if I'm more stunned by the betrayal or by his crafty plot to spoon my wife unnoticed!
