As I went downstairs this morning I noticed that Monroe was looking quite smug and satisfied with himself while Morrison was dancing around as if he wanted something. This is all strange to start as DH and I were upstairs and they are usually up there with us. Monroe trotted by me and went to lie down in his usual place on the landing, all nonchalant like.
I walked through the kitchen to the back door and discovered that DH had left the pantry door open as well as the lid to the dog food bin off! There was a "well" in the food and Monroe had obviously been chowing down for some time. I closed everything up and walked back to the stairs. Monroe looked down at me as if hoping I hadn't noticed and then I gave him "the look". He knows he is busted but what can he do? So he let's out a big sigh and puts his head down. Then he tries to give me the puppy dog "I'm sorry" eyes, the whole time looking VERY satisfied with himself.
Meanwhile Morrison didn't get a thing and is waiting for his turn, gazing at me with hope in every ounce of his being. He is still hoping...
I managed to supress my laughter until I was in the car - the look on his face was simply priceless!