Twizzlers and Tattle Tales

On Thursday I went grocery shopping and decided to pick up a pound of Twizzlers since they are sweet, but low in fat. I was planning on grazing on them for a week or so. After I got home, I opened the bag and ate a few while checking emails and then decided to pack my winter clothes to prepare for my move. I placed the Twizzlers far back on the counter and went to my closet to begin. After about 3 minutes, Zeus came in to my bedroom and was manically jumping up and down, trying to get my attention. This is unusual for him as he is generally a laid back dog. So i let him take me to what he was trying to tell me about and sure enough, there was Zeke - the little Dennis the Menace - in his kennel polishing off the last of the 1 POUND BAG OF TWIZZLERS! Seriously, I was only gone for 3 minutes! Needless to say, I automatically tilted his head back and poured some Pepto down his throat. The funny thing is, the only reaction he had was not going for 2 days......but when he did....let's just say I saw the Bar Code from the Twizzlers bag as proof of his crime!