What is a dog supposed to do when he can smell yummy chocolate and the humans have left it right at the bottom of the audio racks within my reach? Well the answer is obvious – I clawed the bag open and I had just ripped the box open, ready to eat some lovely Rum Truffles, when Nan came to find out what all the noise was for. How was I supposed to know the chocolates were a present for Dad’s Mum? I am really in the doghouse and Mum has taken a photo of the evidence. Bad dog!