Another dog story, this time mine: My Scottie once ate my roommate's panty hose (long after she ate a pair of shoes, a slipper and a Laura Ashley sweater), but found it difficult to (ahem) rid herself of the item completely. So she (my dog, not my roommate) was running around the back yard in a panic trying to rid herself of the pair of Hanes now dangling from her posterior. Yuck! said I, but I knew I had to lend a hand - literally. So I grabbed the largest leaf I could find and gingerly wrapped it around the offending garment - and tugged gently until the pantyhose were freed. (It reminded me of my musician sister swabbing her clarinet!) The Scottie was fine, albeit humiliated. Thereafter, whenever I told this story, my dog would give me a dirty look and slink off, embarrassed.
LOL. That is hilarious. Scotties can get into trouble without even trying.
OK...going back to work. :(