Our 14 week old German Shepherd puppy was very mischievous today. He nipped at everybody, he barked more than was acceptable, he bit the cat's tail, he destroyed the cat's shelter, he terrorized the dogs next door, he wouldn't follow commands, and he had an accident on the kitchen floor.
"Mommy, that doggy is bad!" said my son. "He's going to get coal in his stocking!"
"If he keeps it up, he most certainly will!" I replied.
"Oh, if he gets coal, can I have it?"
"Um, sure. Why?"
"I like collecting rocks."