I went into the family room to call our equine vet and surprisingly got her on a Saturday. I was expecting only to leave a message. As I was engrossed in my notes and conversation, I noticed out of the corner of my eye Penny trotting in with a thin slip of what looked suspiciously like a butter wrapper. Now, Len does put cream cheese wrappers on the floor for Penny to lick - perhaps that was what happened. However, my spider senses did go up. I finished the conversation and walked into the kitchen: no Len, no Maggie, no butter. I looked over behind the couch to Maggie's "stash" cushion and this is what I found:
Of course she gave me her totally innocent look.
So, butter wouldn't "melt" in her mouth? Hardly. Here is the evidence for the prosecution (note the suspicious teeth marks):
Well, unfortunately with the DNA match from the butter and matching dental impressions (pretty easy when you are missing 7 teeth)...
Luckily Maggie got off lightly. She's a minor and she drove the judge absolutely crazy with fetching her tennis ball - a ploy our lawyer recommended - it worked! However, the judge did inform us that she butter not do it again or he'll have to throw the book (not ball) at her. ;)