Every time I turn around, those dang dogs of mine are going for a joy ride. Yesterday, when I had my back turned they drove to Buc-ees. I know they got some beef jerky because I could smell the aroma later in my truck. Don’t need a keen dog nose to smell that! I’m sure they went four-wheeling as well because they brought the truck back dirty. They think they fooled me but I check the odometer every day. Plus, look at them, they look guilty as sin. Wouldn’t you agree?