With my dad dozing in the recliner only ten feet away, the dogs got into the kitchen trash...wait. No. ISRAEL got into the trash. I won't falsely accuse Judah and Shifra.
I left them outside eating while I drove over to my house to feed the cats. So my mom let them back in, went to bed, and my dad was in the front room. Apparently he didn't hear him knock the garbage can over or anything. Good Lord. They could've gotten robbed for all the noise I know Israel made.
The worst part is that not only did he do this when people were home, but he had JUST eaten a ginormous chicken leg quarter! JERK!!!!
After this photo he crawled under the recliner and hid out of shame. I'll get it on video one of these days.