A guy was coming to work in our yard this morning. It was my day to help in Grant’s class so I brought our dog, Corsa, into the house so she’d be out of the guy’s way. Because I wouldn’t be home to watch her, I put her in the kitchen and slid the little gate shut in order to corral her in there.
But she can be a stinker.
This is what she does when she knows she did something she wasn’t supposed to. This is what guilt looks like.
She will hang her head in shame,