My Poor Dog
I walked into the kitchen and noticed this teenage kid (a relative, that’s all I’ll say) shut a cupboard door quickly and glance at me furtively. I wasn’t sure what, if anything, was going on. I went to get a bowl and milk for cereal, and he left. I went to the cupboard and opened it to get out the cereal, and my dog was standing there, inside, looking perplexed.