My Mom Asked Me to Watch the Dog for Five Minutes
Mom was leaving the house.
“Can you watch the dog for five minutes?”
“Sure.”
She left.
The dog immediately grabbed my shoe and ran upstairs.
I chased him.
“Drop it!”
He ran faster.
He jumped onto the couch.
I followed.
He jumped off.
I followed.
He ran into the kitchen.
I followed.
Ten minutes later, I was lying on the floor exhausted.
The dog was sitting beside me, proudly chewing my shoelace.
Mom came back.
She looked at the mess.
“What happened?”
I pointed at the dog.
“He attacked me.”
The dog looked at Mom innocently.
Mom smiled.
“Did he?”
The dog wagged his tail.
I said,
“Yes!”
Mom looked at the dog.
Then at me.
“Why does he look like he won?”
I sighed.
“Because he did.”
The dog grabbed my other shoe and ran away.
Mom laughed.
“You have five minutes to catch him.”
I looked at the dog.
He looked at me.
Then he ran.
😂 Moral: Never underestimate someone who has four legs and absolutely no respect for your furniture.