I Think I Can...

The Dog was at wits end for a couple of days last week.

Over and over he circled around the cupboard.

 If The Dog could talk, I think he would be saying...

I think I can reach it...

The bread I had drying for our Thanksgiving stuffing.
Was, oh so tempting, to The Dog.

He would jump and jump and jump trying to knock the tray down.

He didn't make it.  Thankfully.