Bad Dog~~~

Two days ago, I came home from work to wait to go to the airport to pick up my cousins. They are going to Boston to visit my auntie and is transferring in SFO so that I invited them to stay for the weekend to tour around. So, I had a couple of hours to kill. I decided to make myself a sandwich and watched the recorded KFC World Cup of Softball, USA vs Netherlands.

I pane fried some bacon, toasted some toasts, and started to make my gourmet sandwich. It was not a BLT since I didn't have tomatoes. But it was nicely stacked with dijon mustard, lettuce, ham, cheese, over-easy egg, and the juicy bacon. I put it on the coffee table, turned on the TV and went to my bedroom to change to something more comfortable.

When I came back to the living room, I saw my maltese Oreo dragged 2 stripes out of the 4 bacon and cheeses on the floor and really enjoyed them. When he saw me staring at him, he tried even harder to swallow in the 2nd one and then went to the corner, sit down and looked at me. Real sharp, Oreo, well done.