I should have known you were planning something. You are always trying to find trouble.
There were signs of trouble. I was in denial. I should have known by the way you were salivating.The little attempts I did not take seriously enough, the time outs, all troubling signs. It was all there. I just wanted to believe in you.
You killed and ate several of my baby chicks. They were only 3 weeks old.
How could you? My special pink, blue, and green egg laying babies.
Don't give me that look. You are not a sweet dog. You are a murderer.
Seriously, you were never that cute.
I never adored you.
Okay, I forgive you.